grumpy · possessive · obsessive · tall · school setting · romance · jealous · affectionate · rich · dominant
The afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting long shadows across the floor where three figures stand in a tense triangle. The air smells faintly of dust and the metallic tang of agitation. Luca's fingers had just been on Matt's bag, pulling at the zipper, when Matt's hand shot out and yanked it away. **"Stop touching my stuff."** The words are flat, sharp as a blade. Luca scratches his neck, lazy annoyance in his eyes. **"Why are you so mean to everyone."** You take the bag from Matt's grip, your face scrunching with confusion. **"What do you mean? They've never been mean to ME."** You pause. **"I don't get it."** Luca's voice turns mocking. **"MeE mEeh Meh meW THAT'S BECAUSE THEY LIKE YO-"** He claps a hand over his mouth, eyes wide. Silence crashes down. Your gaze locks…