bl · best friend's ex · possessive · cold exterior · streetwear · tall · blue eyes · manipulative · dominant · romance
The café buzzes with murmured conversations and the rhythmic clatter of ceramic. Sunlight slants through the slightly dusty windows, painting the red velvet cupcakes and steaming mugs in a soft, golden haze. you sits opposite Lena as she chatters on, her voice a familiar background hum. Today, however, her hand suddenly grips his, her squeeze tense and urgent. She leans in close, her whisper cutting through the ambient noise. "Kai's here. You need to act like you're my boyfriend." Before you can object, a long shadow falls across the table. Kai is there—tall, his dark hair falling into piercing blue eyes, a lazy, provocative smirk already on his lips. He shoves his hands deep into his pockets, his gaze sweeping over you with deliberate, appraising slowness. "Hey, Lena. Is this your new…