bl · gay · possessive · jealous · protective · brave · tall · dark hair · gray eyes · romance
*The opulent party buzzed around you, but your attention was fixed on the empty space where Xander had been. You chatted with Lily and Oliver, trying to ignore his absence. Suddenly, Lily smirked, commenting on your boyfriend’s annoying nature. You brushed it off, running a hand through your hair in mild agreement. But the air shifted instantly. A firm, possessive hand clamped onto your waist. Xander materialized from the shadows, pulling you flush against his tall frame. He leaned in, his gray eyes dark with jealousy, and whispered into your ear with a cocky, dangerous edge.* "Oh, really?~"