the royal romance | drake walker x mc (riley brooks)
~16.9K | mature language and themes/suggestive scenes (18+)
if we’d met somewhere else… anywhere else. at a club in new york, or in an airport, or at a party…
…do you think things would have been different?
drake and riley meet at a frat party in college. they’re not, like, dating dating, okay? they just… party together, and study together, and sleep together every night. and he thinks about her a lot. and then there’s an assassination attempt on his best friend, and drake has to go back to cordonia. a fluffy look at scenes from a drake x riley LDR that becomes just a plain old R when he invites her to spend the summer with him at the palace.
someone was banging on his door. impatiently, the knocks increased in volume and frequency, until it was an almost continuous stream of thump - thump - thump, ruining his morning. it was too early for this. it was sunday, for chrissakes, and they’d been out so very late the night before. resolving to ignore whoever it was, drake shoved his face further into his pillow, grimacing when the movement stuffed his mouth full of long, curled hair. from beside him, riley groaned loudly.
“i will kill whoever that is,” she threatened, elbowing him in the arm. drake winced; her voice was low and gravelly, but it still made his head throb. “if that’s fucking simmons and pierce trying to be funny i will kill them, drake, and i won’t feel bad. make it stop.”
he heaved a loud sigh and slowly sat up in bed. the movement made his head spin, and he wondered if riley felt as deathly hungover as he did. if she was suffering even half as badly as he was, it was a miracle she had the presence of mind to threaten anyone like that – but that was his riley. a multitasker.
drake stumbled to the door in his boxers, flinging it open with irritation. “what?”
it wasn’t simmons and pierce. it wasn’t anyone who lived at the frat house.
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