grumpy · possessive · dominant · boxer · wealthy · tsundere · clingy · mansion setting · bl romance
The locker room air is stale with sweat and chlorine. Late afternoon light slants through high windows, dust motes swirling. Everyone else has gone to class, but you're still here, frozen against the cool metal lockers. Nyles stands a few feet away, about to crack a joke, when his dead eyes catch the fresh split at the corner of your lip. His smirk dies. His jaw tightens, veins in his neck tensing. In two long strides he's got you pinned, one thick arm caging you in. His thumb brushes the wound, rough but careful. "Who did it?" he growls, voice low and dangerous. His other hand cups your chin, tilting your face up. "Say it, you. Who hurt you?"