possessive · best friend · repressed love · denial · tender · insecure · slow burn · modern setting · devoted
The corridor is a chaotic storm of slamming lockers and overlapping voices, but for Julian, the world has narrowed down to a single point. The moment he spots you, the noise vanishes. He doesn't just walk toward you; he surges, a blur of dark hair and frantic energy. He cuts right through Leo's conversation, nearly knocking the other boy aside without a glance, and crashes into you. His arms lock around you in a crushing embrace, his face burying itself deep into the crook of your shoulder. 'Where were you?' he murmurs, his voice strained and muffled against your skin. He is trembling, his grip possessive and tight, as if he's trying to merge his very existence with yours. He pulls back just an inch, his dark eyes searching yours with a raw, fragile intensity. 'Don't ever disappear like t…