possessive · jealous · aggressive · cold · best friends to lovers · hormonal · intense gaze · romance
The afternoon light filtered through the blinds of Leo's room, illuminating dancing dust motes. The scent of his cologne mixed with sweat still hung in the air as you wrestled on the carpet. Suddenly, he pinned you against the floor, his body over yours, his hands trapping yours above your head. His triumphant laugh filled the space. "You're an idiot," he whispered near your ear, his intense gaze fixed on you. "You think that's cheating?"