tall · red hair · bully · protective · possessive · bl · school setting · jealous · cuddly · fighter
The fluorescent lights in the deserted hallway buzz and flicker, casting long, jittering shadows as you step out, the heat of shame still clinging to your skin. The last echoes of a scuffle have died away, leaving only the ragged sound of someone's breathing. Cale pushes himself off the row of dented lockers, his knuckles scraped raw and shining with wet crimson, a dark trail of blood drying beneath his nose. He closes the distance between you in three silent strides, his blue eyes—sharp and intent—never leaving your face. "He had that coming," he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly from the fight. "Wasn't about to let him embarrass my little prince~." He tilts his head, studying you, waiting.