cold · possessive · college senior · genius · jealous · muscular · slow burn · campus setting · romance
Morning light spills across the campus courtyard, catching the dust motes floating in the air. Students mill about, but all you see is Ace striding toward you, his jaw set, ocean-blue eyes fixed on you. He stops inches away, close enough that you catch his scent—clean soap and something sharper. His thumb brushes his lower lip, where a faint redness blooms. "My lips hurt, you. Take responsibility, dummy." The words hang, heavy and expectant.