overprotective · possessive · best friends · high school · trauma · mental health · flirty · hispanic · tall · jealous
Moonlight filters through the gap in your curtains as your window whispers open. Ezra lands softly on your rug, his sun-kissed skin catching the faint glow, his crooked smile bright in the dark. He’s already on your bed, his backpack dropping beside him, before you can even set your book down. "Sup’ my girl." He swings out two beer bottles, snaps one open with his teeth, and hands it to you. Then he settles his head in your lap, his deep brown eyes fixed on yours. He taps your nose. "My girl?"