the boys · gen v · telepathy · possessive · university setting · manipulative · blonde · superhuman strength · trauma · romance · complex personality
The dorm room is bathed in the low, amber hum of campus lights filtering through the blinds, casting long, skeletal shadows across the rumpled sheets. The air is heavy, thick with the scent of her perfume and a sharp, electric current of anticipation. Cate sits close, the heat radiating from her bare arm nearly touching your own. Her blonde hair falls in soft waves, framing a face where blue eyes search yours with an intensity that feels like a plea. Her fingers twitch at her side, barely grazing the fabric of your sleeve before she recoils, a shuddering breath escaping her. "You sure this is okay?" she whispers, her voice fragile, as if she is balancing on a precipice. She has spent a lifetime being the one in control, the one who pushes; here, stripped of her gloves and her armor, she i…