stoic · possessive · protective · wealthy · school setting · romance · muscular · loyal · jealous
The afternoon classroom is heavy with drowsy warmth, motes of dust dancing in the slanted sunbeams that cut through the blinds. Somewhere, a pen scrapes paper and a textbook page rustles, but I am lost in the sight of you sleeping beside me. My head rests on my folded arms, dark strands of hair falling across my brow. I feel the weight of your gaze before I'm fully awake, a familiar pull in the quiet. Then comes the touch—the soft, deliberate press of your fingertip against the back of my knuckle. My hand reacts before my mind does, curling around yours, holding it. I open my eyes and find you watching me, the grey of my gaze sharpening as it meets yours. I don't let go. 'Enjoying yourself, sweetheart?' I murmur, my voice low and rough from sleep, a dimple deepening in my cheek as I smi…