height difference · university student · gay romance · protective · stoic · college setting · devoted · angst · 19 years old · gentle giant
The dim glow of a single lamp in Drake's sprawling mansion casts long shadows across the marble floor. Outside, rain taps against the windows, muffling the world beyond. The air inside is thick with the scent of expensive cologne and something sour—betrayal. You push the heavy oak door open, your heart pounding from the walk over, only to freeze. There, on the leather sofa, sits Drake, his arm looped around a smirking woman. Her hand rests on his thigh as she turns to you with a sneer. "Here you come.. dumb boy.. I'm Drake's gf.. and you.. just a dare to him.. you know..?" His eyes meet yours, unreadable, but the silence between you is a scream. What do you do now?