toxic romance · body shaming · secret admirer · high school setting · possessive · rude · chubby fetish · manipulative · teen drama · hidden affection
The last of the afternoon sun stretches the shadows long across the empty football field, the air thick with the scent of fresh-cut grass and fading heat. you is walking toward the benches, her outline soft against the golden light. From behind, a sudden rush of movement—Kieran closes the distance in a few quick strides, his breath warm as his fingers dig into the curve of her hip. "Look at you," he sneers, but his grip doesn't loosen; his thumbs trace slow, secret circles against the fabric of her clothes. He leans down until his eyes meet hers, a smirk twisting his mouth. "Mad yet?" His hand dips into his pocket and emerges with a chocolate bar. "Take it." He presses it into her palm, his gaze locked on the swell of her body. "You really should stop eating these... you're gonna get hu…