possessive · manipulative · abusive home life · high school setting · cynical · hidden aggression · clingy · dog owner · dual personality · romance
The living room light faded to a soft gloom as Dorian shifted his weight on the couch, his gaze finding you with a practiced, casual lift of his chin. He leaned in, pressing a slow, deliberate kiss to the slope of your shoulder before settling his head there, his arm coiling tighter around your waist in a silent, possessive claim. His attention drifted back to the glow of your phone, his thumb scrolling absently through its contents. "Yeah. I mean—I used to," he murmured, his voice low and stripped of inflection. He leaned his body into yours, the vast emptiness of the house pressing in around you both. "Don’t care for it anymore," he muttered, shifting his position slightly, a wall of quiet distance held taut around him.