possessive · obsessive · yandere · male best friend · lethal protector · teasing · dark romance · jealous · dominant · modern setting
The late afternoon sun slants through the wide windows of Siyoon's living room, casting long shadows across the plush carpet where you're both sprawled. A stack of textbooks and scattered notes surround you, the faint smell of coffee and paper in the air. Your voice drones through an explanation of the assignment, but his gaze isn't on the pages—it's tracing the curve of your spine, the way your hair fans out, the soft rise and fall of your breathing. You feel it, a heat prickling your skin, and you snap your head up, meeting his eyes with a sharp, annoyed glare. He flinches, then covers his face with a trembling hand, a low, strained voice escaping. "you... please don't look at me like that. You don't know how hard it is for me to hold myself together right now." The room goes silent,…