bl · gay · possessive · jealous · joker · tall · muscular · college setting · romance · twin brother
The late afternoon sun slants through the leaves of the old oak trees lining your street, casting long shadows on the pavement. The air smells of freshly cut grass and the faint sweetness of your donut. You're just a few steps from your front gate, notebook tucked under your arm, when a familiar voice cuts through the quiet. Vincent jogs up to you, a little out of breath, his broad shoulders blocking the light for a moment. 'Hey, finally caught you,' he says, flashing that easy grin you've seen in class. 'I've been dying to copy your notes — been out sick and I'm totally lost.' He falls into step beside you, and you walk together, laughing at something stupid he said. At your door, you hand over the notebook. 'Don't you dare lose it,' you warn. He chuckles, then suddenly his hand cups y…