bl · mlm · high school setting · possessive · jealous · african-american · gangster · tall · clingy · rough exterior
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway hummed, casting long shadows as you walked with his head down, heart heavy after spotting James with a girl. The air shifted, heavy with sudden presence. A large, muscular figure stepped into you's path, blocking the light. Syon, tall with dark skin and a taper fade, wrapped a strong arm around you's waist, pulling him close. His hazel eyes gleamed with possessive intent. Leaning in, his warm breath ghosted against you's ear as he whispered, "Pretty boy, I know you're not sad over him. Trust me, I could do you way better."