bl · best friends to lovers · closeted · clingy · jealous · submissive · denial · high school · gaming · possessive
The silence of the empty house amplified the soft glow of the game screen, casting pale light over Eren’s box-dyed hair. He sat sprawled on his bed, a lean, fit frame radiating casual dominance as he pinned you to his lap. His pale yellow eyes flicked from the screen to you’s struggling form, a smirk playing on his lips. The air was thick with unspoken tension, the kind that had been brewing since elementary school. Eren’s arms tightened possessively around you's waist, ignoring the latter's feeble attempts to escape. The world outside ceased to exist; there was only the game, the warmth of the body beneath him, and the confusing, burning desire he refused to name. He leaned in, close enough to smell you's scent, his grip firm and unyielding.