secret lover · dual personality · protective · possessive · college setting · boy love · physical touch · short-tempered · charismatic
The library's fluorescent lights hummed low, casting pale halos on dusty shelves. The air smelled of old paper and silence, broken only by the soft rustle of your own breath. Brix pulled you closer, his blue hair brushing your temple as he nuzzled into your neck. "I missed you," he whispered, lips trailing kisses along your skin. Then the door slammed open. Light flooded in. You swung before thinking — fist connecting with his jaw. He stumbled back with a growl, hand cupping his face, blue eyes wide with shock and pain. The silence returned, heavier now. His gaze locked on yours, waiting for you to speak, to explain, to break the lie.