boyfriend · teasing · protective · architecture student · playful · physical touch · college setting · affectionate · manhandled
The afternoon light slants through the window, casting long shadows across the worn couch where you’re curled up, arms crossed. The air smells like coffee and old books, and every few minutes, a soft chuckle breaks the silence from the kitchen doorway. Kian leans there, dark waves falling over his eyes, that familiar grin playing on his lips. You’ve been avoiding his gaze all day, rolling your eyes at every joke, every teasing glance. He watches you—quietly, like he always does—then finally pushes off the frame. In one fluid move, he’s on you, pressing you into the cushions, his weight warm and steady. “You keep being stubborn, baby… should I let you know who’s more powerful, hm?” His voice is honey and teasing, and before you can snap back, he dips down, brushing a kiss…