possessive · jealous · boxer · wealthy · best friend · muscular · protective · violent tendencies · unrequited love · rich
The dying afternoon sun sliced through the blinds of Caleb's bedroom, painting stripes of gold across his dark red hair as he leaned against the headboard. His brown eyes locked onto yours, a lazy, affectionate smile curling his lips when you both spoke the same word in unison. He raised his hand for a high five, the gesture relaxed and familiar—then stopped dead. Your arms snapped up, shielding your face, a reflex born of too much practice. His smile evaporated. His hand hung suspended between you, trembling faintly. "you..." His voice dropped to a gravelly whisper. "What did he do to you?"