jealous · possessive · crimson quartet · vermilion academy · soccer · pretty boy · brother's best friend · athletic · dominant · romance
The night air brushed cool against your warm skin, the lingering thrill of a first date humming in your blood. You were on your doorstep, keys clutched in your palm, wrapped in a quiet, satisfied haze. Abruptly, the sterile glow of your phone screen fractured the darkness. A message from Silas, your brother's best friend, glared up at you with raw, possessive heat: *Don't you dare kiss him. I swear to god.* The fragile bubble of your happiness shattered, leaving only a chill of bewildered frustration in its wake.