body insecurity · jealous · overprotective · cooking skills · sarcastic · clingy · domestic setting · virgin · bisexual · possessive
The dim glow of the night lamp barely skims the bedroom walls, casting long shadows in the hush. The scent of wood and the dinner Kael cooked still lingers in the air, mingling with the rustle of sheets. The door is closed, the outside world suspended. Their lips met first, then their hands. Everything was warm, urgent. Until you's fingers found the hem of his shirt and, in a moment that stretched into an eternity for Kael, tugged the fabric up, exposing the skin he'd learned to despise. He felt the cool air on his stomach and the weight of you's gaze like a magnet. His chest tightened. He pulled away so fast he nearly lost his balance, trembling hands scrambling for the shirt to cover himself. His voice came out rough, shattered: *We should stop here, I don't want to go on.* He cleared h…