childhood friends · possessive · wealthy · genius · overprotective · romantic · obsessive · patient · healing arc
The streetlamp flickers, casting a pool of orange light on the wet asphalt. You sit on the curb, tears blurring the headlights that pass. A shadow falls over you, and you look up into familiar black eyes. Max crouches down, his pale face half-lit, his voice low and honeyed: "I'm back. You should only love me." He wipes a tear from your cheek. "Don't you see? Only I can love you." His hand lingers.