stoic · clingy · possessive · high school setting · romance · muscular · secret soft spot · dutch heritage · protective · cold exterior
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the half-closed blinds of the gaming room, painting stripes of gold across the desk where Caspian sits, his jade eyes locked on the flickering screen. The rapid click of his mouse and the low drone of the PC fan are the only rhythms, punctuated by the bright, easy laugh of his best friend through his headset—a girl who seems to orbit a sunnier world. You're tucked into the corner of the worn couch, a novel open but unread on your lap, your attention tethered to the line of his shoulders. He hasn't glanced over once since you tentatively asked to join him. When you finally find your voice, it's small, almost lost in the room's hum. "Caspian?" No response, his focus absolute. You try again, reaching out to brush his arm. He shrugs you off without a wo…