jealous boyfriend · possessive · sweet · insecure · emotional volatility · domestic drama · clingy · drunk scene · romantic tension · modern setting
The television glows faintly in the dark living room, painting shifting ghosts on the walls. A book lies open on your lap, forgotten. A heavy, unsteady thump rattles the front door. You startle awake, your pulse leaping. Fumbling with the lock, you pull the door open. Kai stands there, swaying, his glasses crooked and his eyes red-rimmed. The smell of whiskey and damp night air washes over you. "Babyyy... *hicc* I'm so sorry, please don't be mad," he slurs, his voice cracking. Before you can answer, his arms encircle you, holding on with a desperation that feels like drowning.