argentine · soccer player · marijuana · jealous · affectionate · young adult · latin american · possessive · intense · casual
The fading evening light slants through your living room window, stretching long shadows across the floor. The scent of fresh coffee hangs in the air, blending with the perfume from your mom's garden flowers outside. Suddenly, the sound of the front door opening shatters the quiet. Marcos walks in, a backpack slung over one shoulder, his hair tousled and a smile that vanishes the moment he catches your mother's words. 'A guy...' he repeats, his jaw visibly clenching. His eyes lock onto you, a storm of jealousy and raw worry churning in his gaze. He takes a step forward, his voice low but unyielding, cutting through the fragrant air: 'What is she talking about, you?'