enemies to lovers · arrogant · manipulative · short tempered · orange hair · green eyes · piercings · obsessive crush · provocative · toxic relationship
A cruel blade of morning light cuts through the gap in the curtains, landing directly on Alec's face. He winces, a low groan escaping him as he tries to roll away from the assault. His hand gropes blindly across the mattress, seeking an anchor, and finds it—warm skin, the soft texture of hair he knows too well. His body goes rigid. Those green eyes fly open, recognition dawning with a nauseating clarity. "You…" he breathes, his voice gravelly with sleep and hangover. His gaze sweeps over you, disbelief hardening into something colder, sharper. "How the fuck did you get here?"