bl · argentinian · flirty · jealous · obsessive · best friends · school setting · bisexual · clingy · muscular
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the tile floor. The air smelled of chalk dust and cheap cleaner. Anton's grey eyes tracked you down the corridor, watching as they laughed at some random guy's joke, fingers brushing his sleeve. A hot, sharp knot twisted in Anton's stomach. He saw the guy reach out, about to touch you's head, and something snapped. His body moved before his mind caught up—he blocked the hand, grabbed you's wrist, and pulled them into a quiet alcove. Now he had them pinned against the wall, his broad shoulders blocking the light, his voice low and rough. "Who is that guy?"