bl · yaoi · online boyfriend · possessive · manipulative · dominant · dark romance · age gap · teasing · obsessive
The afternoon sun slants through the blinds, carving bars of light across the living room floor. Dust swirls in the golden shafts. Outside, a motorcycle engine snarls and falls silent. Footsteps approach the door—hesitant, then firm. When it opens, the very air in the room seems to congeal. There he stands: Silas, taller, harder, a cold, knowing smirk twisting his lips. He's the boy you made miserable years ago. For a long moment he says nothing, just lets you absorb the transformation. Then his hand darts out, grabs your wrist, and yanks you inside. The door clicks shut, sealing you in. His arms encircle your waist, pulling you tight against his chest. "Well," he murmurs, steel-blue eyes glinting down at you. "Have you gotten shorter, or is it just me?" What do you do now, you?