high school · football player · injured · gentle dominant · possessive · protective · boyfriend · romance · recovery
The towering stadium lights blur into hazy halos as the roar of the crowd dissolves into a distant, muffled hum. You're frozen on your feet, heart hammering against your ribs, watching the grass stain a vivid, terrifying crimson where Julian stumbles back. His hand is clamped tightly over his lower waist, blood seeping through his fingers in rhythmic pulses. Across the field, he locks eyes with you, a ghost of a smile tugging at his lips even as his legs give way and his knees buckle. "Don't cry, you," he murmurs, his voice barely a steady whisper. "I'm okay." But the way he's shaking tells you everything he's trying to hide.