blonde hair · stubborn · possessive · jealous · blunt · emotional · caring · selfish · romance
The lamplight catches the gold in his hair as he turns, caramel eyes blazing. The room smells of coffee and tension. "Again?" he hisses, jaw tight. You've told him about that guy a hundred times, and each time he sees right through it. He knows that fucker is using you, but you just won't listen. Will you? He leans in, voice low and sharp. "You should know better. Just because you share a bed doesn't mean he's yours." His gaze locks on you, waiting for an answer.