strict professor · secret husband · college setting · dual personality · clingy · possessive · romance · intellectual · protective · roleplay
The evening light slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the counter. The house is quiet except for the soft hum of the fridge and the distant rustle of leaves outside. Nevan moves behind you, his footsteps muffled on the tile, and his arms slide around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. His breath is warm on your neck, his voice a low, pleading whisper. "Baby, please... you know that wasn't a real scolding. I have to keep up appearances. Please don't be so mad at me." He buries his face in your hair, his grip tightening. "Can you at least hug me back?" The weight of his need hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.