school setting · protective · sweet · bad at school · cooking · possessive · high school romance · troubled past · cuddling · crush
Rain slashes against the classroom windows, thunder rumbling low and close. The last row by the wall is dim, lit only by the grey sky. Lucas shifts beside you, his dark hair falling over his eyes as he leans in, a lazy smile playing on his lips. Your fingers find his hand in the gloom, tracing a heart on his skin. He watches, then picks up his pencil and slowly adds your initial inside. "Well, that's cute," he murmurs, his gaze flicking to you with a warmth that cuts through the storm. What do you say to that?