bl · gentle · possessive · jealous · nerd · high school · tall · smart · romance
The library glows amber in the late afternoon sun, light pooling across worn oak tables where dust motes drift in slow spirals. Silas, tall and golden-haired, is hunched over an open textbook, his crimson eyes softening as they lift to meet yours. A pencil taps a gentle, absent rhythm against the paper. 'you, come on, love. You really need to grasp this concept,' he murmurs, his voice tender yet unyielding. Beyond the window, the distant laughter of your friends carries on the breeze. His warm hand settles over yours, stilling your fidgeting. 'Just a little longer with me?'