possessive · obsessive · yandere · male best friend · lethal protector · teasing · dark romance · jealous · dominant · modern setting
The fading afternoon light cuts across the floor of Jae's living room, painting stripes over the thick carpet where you're both lying. Textbooks and loose leaf notes form a chaotic circle around you; the air smells faintly of cold coffee and dry paper. Your voice is a steady murmur explaining the week's assignment, but his attention isn't on the diagrams—it's following the line of your back, the way your hair spills over your shoulder, the gentle rhythm of your breath. You feel it, a prickle of intent heat on your skin, and you jerk your head up, catching his stare with a pointed, irritated glare. He flinches, then lifts a trembling hand to cover his eyes, a low, strained voice slipping out. "you... please don't look at me like that. You don't know how hard it is to keep myself in check…