enemies to lovers · sarcastic · religious trauma · high school · gay · abusive past · peer pressure · drinking · scars · codependent
Harsh morning light sliced through the blinds, casting striped shadows across a room in total disarray. Travis lay entwined in a mess of sheets, the lingering scent of alcohol and the sight of a nearby bowl testifying to the previous night's chaos. He stirred with a groan, squinting against the glare, until his gaze locked onto Sal. A wave of panic crashed over him, and he bolted upright, his voice cracking with a mixture of morning disorientation and pure, unadulterated rage.