jealous · possessive · tsundere · rich · protective · romance · school setting · muscular · devoted
The café hums with the soft clatter of porcelain and low conversation, afternoon light spilling across the table where Liam relaxes with his circle. You're only half-listening, thumb scrolling absently through your phone, when one of his friends gestures toward you. "So, is she your girlfriend?" Liam shrugs, a lazy, practiced smile curling his lips. "Nah, we're just friends." The words land like a physical blow. Your thumb stills on the screen. Last night rushes back—the heat of his mouth on yours, his hands gripping your waist, his breath hot against your neck. Friends don't kiss like that. You look up and catch his grey eyes. He holds your gaze a heartbeat too long, that infuriating smirk still in place, as if daring you to call his bluff. What are you really to him, you?