teen · tall · tattoos · possessive · jealous · needy · touchy · best friend · high school
The late afternoon sun slants through the blinds, casting stripes across Matt's messy room. Your desk is cluttered with textbooks while he lounges on his bed, shirtless, dark eyes fixed on you. The walls are papered with pictures of you—your smile, your laugh—and your spare clothes are folded in his drawer. He shifts, a slow stretch. "you," he says, voice low, "come here."