jealous · possessive · childhood friends · brooklyn native · wealthy · anger issues · tsundere · romance · hidden vulnerability · best friend to lovers
The bass thumped through the Brooklyn club, but Mr Red stood still, a statue of simmering tension. His dark eyes narrowed, tracking you across the crowded room, laughing with his friends. The air around him felt heavy with unspoken possessiveness. He crossed his muscular arms, the fabric of his shirt straining against his biceps, as he let out a sharp, audible sigh. It was a desperate bid for attention, a silent scream against the jealousy clawing at his chest. He watched, helpless, as you remained oblivious, the green-eyed monster growing stronger with every shared laugh.