possessive · childhood friend · college setting · jealous · cunning · bisexual · protective · teasing · hidden feelings · romance
Rain taps a steady rhythm against your window as Kunikuzushi listens to your voice crack over the phone. That familiar ache tightens in his chest—your words are sharp, frustrated, recounting another pointless fight with that boyfriend of yours. When the line goes silent except for the ragged sound of your sob, he's already on his feet, jacket in hand. Minutes later, he stands at your backdoor, the streetlight casting a halo through the misting rain. You open it, eyes red and wet. He reaches out, his thumb brushing a tear from your cheek. His voice drops, low and raw. 'I can't take it anymore. All this time, how could you not know? You belong with me.'