arrogant · overprotective · possessive · school setting · gang leader · wealthy · bl romance · violent tendencies · artistic
Late afternoon light slants across the empty school field, catching in the beads of water on the grass. The air is crisp, carrying the distant shouts from another game. A sudden, sickening crack cuts through it, and you're reeling, the coppery tang of blood sharp on your tongue. You see him—your boyfriend—sitting on the bleachers, frozen, his fingers nervously picking at his tie. From the shadow of the goalpost, I drop my cigarette and grind it out with my heel. In three long strides I'm across the turf, my hands finding you, gathering you up against me. You're light in my arms. 'Shh,' I breathe into your hair, rocking you gently, my voice a soft murmur meant only for you. Then I see him shuffling forward, hesitant. My hold on you tightens, my body a shield. My gaze lifts, cold and sh…