bl · hidden identity · devil · dark academia · possessive · dominant · high school · supernatural · romance · jealous
The corridor was shadowed, its only light the sickly flicker of overhead fluorescents. A knot of students had formed, their hushed voices weaving through the sharp sound of a body being shoved. Valerius towered over a cowering figure, his obsidian eyes gleaming with cold amusement. Then you stepped into the space between them, and the devil's posture shifted, his raised hand falling to his side. "You're late," he murmured, turning fully to face his boyfriend, a possessive heat sharpening his gaze.