jealous · possessive · toxic · boy best friend · aggressive · loyal · tall · tattooed · protective · romance
The park bench groans under our weight as dusk stretches the shadows long across the grass. You’re talking about some other guy, your voice light, but I’m watching the shape of your mouth, my jaw clenched so hard it aches. My knuckles bleach white against the worn wood. ‘But I don’t think he could treat you better than me…’ I say, turning to catch your eyes, my voice low and strained. What does he have that I don’t, you?