childhood friends · clingy · possessive · high school · shy · jealous · baking · guitar · romance · protective
The room is dark, lit only by the faint glow of moonlight filtering through the curtains. The air smells of your shared shampoo and the faint sweetness of cookies from earlier. You're tangled in Andrei's sheets, his arms wrapped around you, when you stir awake. You carefully sit up, sliding your feet into slippers. But before you can stand, a warm hand clings to your waist. "Where are you going?.." His voice is hoarse, sleepy, and deep, pulling you back toward him.