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185: Ellis Cross...

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ELLIS

I nudged the apartment door open with my shoulder, balancing my backpack on one hip, and the smell hit me before I even stepped fully inside...garlic, butter, something cooking, that cozy, distinct aroma that makes your stomach chime in before your brain has a chance to catch up.

And mine did just that, loud and clear.

"I swear," I murmured to myself, kicking off my shoes by the door, "I can smell food from halfway across campus."

The apartment felt warm, the lights dim in that soft way t
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    ELLISHe fell silent, not the kind of silence that was deliberate, but the kind you needed when you were still figuring out how to express something.I sighed. "If someone upset you, just tell me who and where and I’ll handle it."Something pulled at the corner of his mouth."I’ll take care of them.""You’ll take care of them.""Yes."He rose a perfect brow, "And your plan involves...?""Me." I straightened up. "Showing up. And beating the shit outta them for making you upset.""So, you’d lose.""Maybe, but I’ll get a few damn good hits on that motherfucker’s face."He laughed, not the small chuckle, but a genuine laugh, warm and full, as if it had come from a place that really needed to let loose. It filled the kitchen, and I pointed at him."There, that’s what I was waiting for...that dumb laugh of yours."He looked at me, still amused, but then something in his expression softened, and it got quieter. It was like he had stopped thinking about how to respond and was simply being him

  • My Enemy [BL]   189: ‘Rough day’

    ELLISThere was a light garlic and butter scent in the apartment, alongside something I really hoped wasn’t smoke.I stood in front of the stove, wooden spoon in one hand and my phone propped up with a recipe in the other, stirring the sauce for what felt like the fifteenth time while humming a tune I couldn’t quite place.Cooking was way trickier than Julian made it look. He seemed to walk into a kitchen as if he’d been designed in a lab that produced both stunning people and culinary geniuses, whipping up meals that shouldn’t even be possible in a dorm kitchen.Meanwhile, I had somehow managed to dirty almost every bowl in the place and I wasn’t quite sure how I’d done it.Looking around, I assessed the chaos.There was flour on the counter, even though I hadn’t baked anything. A cracked eggshell lay next to the sink, so that was in the right spot. A strange smear of what could’ve been tomato sauce was on the cabinet door. And somewhere behind the toaster?A spoon. A spoon I distinc

  • My Enemy [BL]   188: Are you surviving?

    ELLISThe name landed like a weight between them."I expected a scholarship student who’d tread carefully around us, someone appropriately humble. Aware of the social distance." Jeremy laughed lightly, genuine and soft. "I couldn’t have been more wrong."He shook his head, something like affection crossing his face."He scolds me, all the time. ’Jeremy, were you even listening?’ ’Jeremy, I just explained this twice.’ ’Jeremy, if you fucking fail this quiz after everything we’ve covered, I’m going to lose actual sleep over it.’"He paused, grinning. "He told me my studying strategy was ’structurally unsound’ and that I had the academic discipline of someone unaccustomed to living without daddy’s trust fund."Despite everything, a hint of a smile crept to the corner of Julian’s mouth. He quickly suppressed it.That sounded like Ellis alright."He’s right, by the way," Jeremy said. "About all of it.""That’s not the issue.""No." Jeremy met his gaze, steady. "The point is he is pretty bo

  • My Enemy [BL]   187: Perfect sense

    JULIANThe annual Autumn Gala was everything Julian despised about the elite crowd.Crystal chandeliers cast a warm golden glow over glossy marble floors, lending an air of artificial allure designed to make everything seem better than it was.Elegant music floated through the ballroom in carefully curated waves. The air was thick with the mingled scents of high-end perfume, aged wine, and that unique tension found in people terrified of being seen as anything less than what they were born into.Men in tailored suits exchanged handshakes they would rather avoid, smiled at those they intended to undermine come morning, and discussed business with the kind of practiced sincerity that had been hammered into them since childhood.Meanwhile, women delivered compliments with flawless timing, their eyes communicating three sentences before their mouths caught up. Everywhere Julian looked, someone was meticulously crafting an impression.To anyone on the outside, the Autumn Gala screamed eleg

  • My Enemy [BL]   186: On the table

    ELLIS I grabbed the nearest dish towel and tossed it at him. He caught it like it was nothing as he laughed, which was somehow the most infuriating thing possible. "Shut up! You’re so fucking infuriating!" "So I’ve been told." "I’m going to shower," I declared, needing a way out of the conversation and my face to cool down. I grabbed my change of clothes like someone in retreat. "And when I come back, I expect you to have completely forgotten that last part." He faked a dramatic gasp, "How could I possibly forget our engagement ceremony just now?" "You better cut it out or I’ll bury your sorry ass!" I pointed at him one last time for emphasis, getting a smile in return that was doing too much, and then I slipped down the hallway. At the bathroom door, I paused and looked back. The door clicked shut. The water started, and from somewhere under the sound, I could hear myself trying to sing in a key that was definitely not right. [Julian Cross] The apartment settled in

  • My Enemy [BL]   185: Ellis Cross...

    ELLISI nudged the apartment door open with my shoulder, balancing my backpack on one hip, and the smell hit me before I even stepped fully inside...garlic, butter, something cooking, that cozy, distinct aroma that makes your stomach chime in before your brain has a chance to catch up.And mine did just that, loud and clear."I swear," I murmured to myself, kicking off my shoes by the door, "I can smell food from halfway across campus."The apartment felt warm, the lights dim in that soft way they do in the evening when the day is winding down and the outside world is still figuring out if it’s dusk yet. Everything was quiet. Everything felt settled.I could feel my shoulders relaxing, like they dropped ten degrees within five seconds of being home, something I’d noticed lately, how my body recognized this place and stopped feeling tense.Then I headed to the kitchen.Julian was standing at the stove, his back to me, sleeves rolled up to his forearms, just the way he always did when h

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