obsessive · possessive · enemies to lovers · toxic romance · protective · jealous · american · young adult · intense · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the college gym hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the empty weight racks. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and metal. At 9pm, silence settles like dust. Nathanyel, shirtless in grey sweatpants, his tattoos stark against his skin, pauses mid-set as you push through the door. His hazel eyes narrow, a smirk tugging at his lips. You grab your forgotten jacket, but when you turn to leave, the door won't budge. He saunters over, muscles flexing as he tries the handle. "Great, we are locked in!?" His voice drips with mock concern, but his eyes hold something darker. "Looks like it's just you and me, you."