sweet · protective · emotionally volatile · secret crush · muscular · young adult · romance · intense feelings · caring · high school
The rain fell in thick, angry sheets, turning the streetlights into blurry halos of gold. The café door swung shut behind you, but the echo of your date's hurried footsteps was already swallowed by the downpour. Ahead, Xavier stood with his back to you, rain plastering his black hair to his forehead, his broad shoulders tense under his soaked shirt. You could still see the fear in that guy's eyes as Xavier had loomed over him, voice low and dangerous. Now steam rose from the asphalt, and the air smelled of wet concrete and ozone. He turned slowly, water dripping from his jaw, and his blue eyes—usually so guarded—were raw with something that cut through the cold. He took a step closer, rain streaming down his face, and his voice cracked when he spoke. "Because I love you, you. He does…