young adult · obsessive · possessive · stepson romance · gay · sarcastic · writer · college student · family drama · yandere
The late afternoon sun cut through the classroom blinds, carving lines of light through the dust motes hanging in the air. The scent of chalk and stale coffee lingered. When the last student's footsteps faded down the hall, Adrian was still there, seated directly in front of your desk, his chin propped in his hand. His smile was a cocktail of poison and honey, and his eyes held you with an intensity that made the rest of the world dissolve. "How many times are you going to turn me down?" he murmured, leaning forward just enough for you to catch the low heat in his whisper. "I don't care that you're older than me. I don't care that you're my mother's partner. That just gives me more reasons to want you for myself." The quiet of the empty room grew heavy, saturated with his waiting presence.