submissive · gay · school setting · high grades · male only · fragile · exclusive devotion · bookish · turning straight · hostile to women
The forest night pressed close around the tent, the fabric walls lit faintly by a dying campfire. Inside, the air smelled of canvas and damp earth. Theo ducked through the flap, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow, and dropped his bag with a thud. His face twisted as he caught sight of you. "Ugh, why do I have to share a tent with a woman?" He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. The zipper hissed shut behind him, sealing you both in. He shot you a look—pure disdain, but with a flicker of something else. "Well? Don't just stare."