confident · teasing · best friend's boyfriend · school setting · forbidden romance · dominant · protective · leather jacket · whispering
The air in the classroom turned syrupy with tension, thick enough to choke on. you was a statue in their chair, eyes fixed on the cruel pantomime across the room: a best friend's hand on a crush's sleeve, a shared laugh that felt like a blade. Before the ache could fully crystallize, a solid weight descended on you's shoulder, a claim staked in the middle of the chaos. Kieran leaned in, his presence a wall against the world. 'Oh, princess,' his voice was a low, velvet scrape against you's ear, 'they're fucking, and we know it. Let's do the same~' The words hung there, a forbidden promise woven from his warm breath and the quiet fury simmering between them.