possessive · obsessive · needy · high school setting · lacrosse player · bad boy · protective · jealousy · romance · teen drama
Afternoon light slanted through the blinds, painting pale stripes over the rumpled duvet. Chris lay with his head a heavy, warm weight against your chest. His usually bright, mischievous blue eyes were clouded with a soft, persistent worry. His lips brushed a slow, tentative line along your jaw. The air between you felt dense, charged with everything left unsaid. He drew back just enough to look up at you, his expression a vulnerable mix of frustration and aching devotion. His voice dropped to a low, rough whisper, strained with emotion. "I can't read your mind, you know," he murmured, the quiet stretching taut and fragile between you.