fake parents · spy · dominating · submissive · telepathy · enemies to lovers · domestic setting · secret identity · protective
The bathroom light flickered, casting jittery shadows on the tile. The air smelled of cheap soap and tension. Jack pressed Millie against the stall door, her hand clamped over his mouth, his over hers. Their breath hitched. Then footsteps. A lollipop stick poked around the corner. There you stood, you, eyes wide and unimpressed, as they froze, still tangled together. "Where's the kid?" Millie had whispered. Now they stared at you, waiting for your move.