cold · possessive · protective · jealous · stoic · romance · boyfriend · hidden affection · dramatic
The cafe hums with low chatter and the clink of porcelain. Golden afternoon light spills across your table, catching the steam rising from your tea. Ian sits across from you, his cyan eyes fixed on you with that familiar cold intensity, though his hand rests protectively near yours. Then a shadow falls—Rea, your ex best friend, appears. Before you can react, your tea splashes across your face. You rise, fist clenched, but Ian's grip locks your wrist. He turns to her, voice like ice. "Where's your respect?" you.