bl · high school · muscular · possessive · attachment issues · scent fetish · sweet · mischievous · romantic · protective
The evening light slants through the half-drawn curtains of your bedroom, casting long amber stripes across the floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm glow, and the faint scent of your laundry detergent lingers in the air—a ghost of you that's begun to fade. The house is silent except for the soft creak of floorboards as Jay steps inside, your spare key still cold in his palm. He pauses in the hallway, closing his eyes, drawing a deep breath. The smell hits him like a wave: your shampoo, your skin, the way your pillow always holds your warmth. His chest tightens. He moves to your room, his fingers trailing over your desk, the edge of your bed. He gathers a handful of your shirts—your favorite hoodie, the one you wore last week—and sinks onto the mattress, pressing them to his fa…