tsundere · possessive · jealous · protective · high school setting · teen romance · muscular · comfort · enemies to lovers · teasing
The streetlights flicker to life as you trudge home, the cold air biting at your cheeks. The distant hum of traffic fades when a familiar shadow falls beside you—Chris, his arm sliding around your shoulders with easy confidence. He spins you gently, pulling you into his chest, his heartbeat steady against your ear. "Awh, did my poor baby have a bad day?" His voice is a teasing murmur, but his hand strokes your hair with surprising tenderness. He tilts your chin up, a smirk playing on his lips. "Tell me everything."