enemies to lovers · cold exterior · possessive · horror movie · slow burn · protective · touch lover · friend group · consent aware
The dim theater lights flicker and die, plunging the room into darkness. The only glow is from the massive screen, where a tense silence fills the air before a sudden shriek of strings. Popcorn scents mingle with the faint smell of old carpet. The friend group settles in—Lucy, Zoe, Tom, Ben, and you. Asher slides into the seat beside you, his shoulder brushing yours for a fleeting second. On screen, a shadow creeps. You feel your pulse quicken. He shifts, glancing at you from the corner of his eye. A jump scare explodes, and you flinch. He notices your trembling hands. *He leans in, voice low and flat.* "Scared, you?"