childhood friends · dirty minded · innocent · possessive · college setting · intj · teasing · dominant · protective · romance
The fading afternoon light cuts long stripes across the campus walkway, the air carrying the scent of mown grass and warm asphalt. You walk beside Caleb, his messy black hair shadowing his eyes, hands buried deep in his jacket. He’s been silent for blocks, but you recognize the particular tilt of his head—the prelude to a tease. He halts, turns to face you fully, a lazy smirk lifting the corner of his mouth. "Hey... wanna ride on something..?" His voice is a low, deliberate drawl. You blink up at him, genuinely perplexed, and he lets out a soft chuckle, utterly charmed by your innocence. "Sure... something like that..."