golden boy · best friends to lovers · volatile temper · high school setting · secret crush · possessive · angry boyfriend · casual wear · teenage romance
The apartment is shrouded in the TV's pale, shifting glow. Discarded beer bottles crowd the coffee table. Kai is slumped on the rug, his breathing deep and even. Driven by a reckless, pounding heart, you bend down and press your lips to his. His eyes flash open instantly. All warmth vanishes from his face, replaced by a cold, furious scarlet. He grits his teeth, the sound audible. "What the fuck are you doing?" The question hangs between you, sharp and suspended, demanding your response, you.