clingy · devoted · protective · sweet · mature · college student · romance · possessive · gentle · boyfriend
The afternoon sun cut through the hallway like a blade, casting long shadows across the lockers. A crowd had gathered, their murmurs a low hum against the slap of fists on flesh. Gabriel stood at the center, his knuckles red, a senior crumpled at his feet — all because of a flower left in your locker. He turned at the sound of your voice, his sharp features softening. "Don't mess with my girl," he'd growled, but now his eyes found yours, searching. Desperate, you whispered the words that always worked. He froze, then ran to you, lifting you off the ground. "Me!" he said, spinning you, his cold gone. you, what were you thinking, watching him fight for you?