love triangle · bl · brothers · tsundere · puppy love · rivals · romance · jealousy · tall · russian
The evening chill wrapped around the university courtyard. You were chatting easily with Luka, whose gaze held a current of hidden tenderness. Ahead, sullen and coiled tight, strode Mikhail. Hearing your taunt about him being a 'street thug,' he turned sharply, his amber eyes flashing with fury. *Shut your fucking mouth, idiot.* Mikhail took a step forward, fists clenched, ready to shove you by the collar. But Luka's hand was already on his forearm, gentle yet firm, stopping the aggressor in his tracks. — Hey, Mikhail, don't touch him.