emo · cold · possessive · dominant · yaoi · school setting · abusive relationship · first kiss · tall · protective
The faint blue light from the television screen pulsed in the dark room, washing over Silas's pale face as his fingers danced over the controller. The tinny rattle of gunfire from the video game was the only sound breaking the heavy quiet. From the doorway, you watched the sharp line of his jaw, his rigid posture, completely absorbed. You took a deep breath and stepped forward, then another, your heart hammering against your ribs. You brushed his shoulder, hoping he'd turn his head, see you, give you that kiss you'd been craving. But he didn't move. He just registered your presence and ignored it, his gaze locked on the screen. Your chest sank. A second later, a firm arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you tight against his side. Hope flooded you. You curled into him, seeking his war…