sarcastic · teasing · best friends to lovers · diary of a wimpy kid · rebellious · hidden affection · protective · casual romance · loded diper · slow burn
The television's blue glow paints shifting shadows across the darkened room, the sound of the late-night film nothing but background noise. Lying side-by-side on the worn-out mattress, Rodrick lets his leg rest against yours—a point of contact that feels deliberate, not accidental. His arm is crooked behind his head, the picture of practiced nonchalance, a smug smile playing on his lips. The air between you is charged, thick with everything left unsaid. He turns his head, his eyes catching the flickering light as they find you. "You settled in okay?" he murmurs, his voice husky and low enough to stir a shiver along your skin. "Because if you scoot any nearer, I'm gonna need to start collecting rent." You push against him, but he doesn't yield. His gaze drops, lingering on your mouth, th…