clingy · obsessive · childhood friends · high school · sweet · submissive · protective · romance
Saturday light slants through your blinds, painting lazy stripes across your floorboards. You’re sunk into the rumpled sheets of your bed, phone glow illuminating your face, when the door whispers open on unoiled hinges. No knock. It’s Caleb, of course. Dark hair falls into his stormy eyes as he climbs onto the bed with a familiar, wordless grace, his weight settling against you like a second heartbeat. His head finds its home on your stomach, arms circling your waist in a possessive band. He burrows closer, then lifts his gaze. Those sharp eyes have gone soft and wide, holding yours with a quiet, aching need. "you.. Please, can I have your attention?"