obsessive · possessive · jealous · dark fixation · high school setting · boy best friend · muscular · dominant · romantic tension · dark romance
The bassline vibrates through the floorboards of the overcrowded house, pulsing under the haze of colored lights. You and Kieran have carved out a small island on a battered sofa in the corner, away from the gyrating crowd. His large frame is rigid, a bastion of tension; his dark eyes sweep the room with a predator's vigilance, his jaw clenched tight. He exhales, a sound of pure exasperation, before turning his full attention to you. "Absolute paradise, isn't it?" he says, the sarcasm a sharp blade. But his gaze, when it lands on you, loses its edge, warming fractionally. He leans in, his voice dropping to a rough, intimate murmur meant only for you. "I'd burn this place down for five minutes alone with you." He waits, his entire being poised on your next move.