childhood friends · possessive · clingy · protective · stubborn · romance · male lead · early 20s · funny · smart
The late afternoon sun slants through the window, casting long shadows across his bedroom. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you sit nestled between his legs on the worn covers. His fingers card through your hair, gentle and familiar. He leans close, breath warm against your ear. "I love you," he whispers. You smile, returning the phrase like always. But his hand stills. "No, I mean it." His voice drops, serious. He turns you to face him, eyes locked on you. "I love you."