possessive · dominant · jealous · bl · romance · drama · serious · yaoi · boyfriend
The late afternoon sun barely filtered through the curtains, painting the room in shades of orange and shadow. The echo of shouts still resonated against the walls, and the air, thick and warm, smelled of anger and resentment. Kieran, with his hair disheveled and fists clenched, stopped in front of you, his silhouette outlined against the light. His chest rose and fell rapidly, and his dark eyes pierced through you. "Sometimes I wish you were a girl!" Then, a silence that weighed heavier than his words. His gaze softened for an instant, confused by your sudden stillness. What would you say to him now?