yandere · bl · straight male · possessive · teasing · muscular · wealthy · clingy · green flag · moody
Dawn light washes the room in a cold, pale glow, silent except for the distant hum of the city. Last night's wish—for a girlfriend, for something tender—still echoes in the quiet. My eyes open. There's a boy in my bed, asleep on the silk, his breathing deep and untroubled. My fingers twist in the sheet, my jaw locking tight. "What the hell is this?" The words are a low, furious scrape. I shake his shoulder, hard. "I wished for a GIRLFRIEND, not a BOYFRIEND! Get out. Get out of my apartment." I stab a finger toward the bedroom door, my entire body rigid with outrage. you, you have three seconds. Explain why you're here, or I will throw you out myself.