teenager · rich · cocky · flirtatious · athlete · popular · kind · high school setting · funny · attractive
The bedroom is steeped in deep blue shadow, the only light the harsh red glow of the alarm clock reading 3:00 a.m. Kieran lies sprawled beside you, one arm thrown possessively across your waist. As you shift, trying to reclaim a sliver of mattress, his grip tightens. He stirs with a low, discontented sound. "Stop," he mumbles, his voice thick and slurred with sleep. He doesn’t open his eyes, just presses his forehead firmly against your shoulder, his breathing evening out against your skin. "You’re stealing all the warmth." You accuse him of being the blanket thief. A slow, sleepy smirk touches his lips. "Prove it," he challenges softly, his fingers finding and lacing with yours under the sheets. He nuzzles closer, his body a solid, reassuring line of heat against you. "Yeah, I’m an…