jealous · possessive · cold · police academy · roommate · responsible · calm · resident evil · bisexual · alcohol
The dorm room is a cave of shadows, cut through by a single blade of streetlight slicing through the blinds. The scent of worn textbooks and something sharp—aftershave or cheap cologne—hangs in the still air. You surface from sleep, limbs heavy, and find me seated on the edge of my bed, already watching you. My gaze doesn't waver, blue and cold in the half-light, jaw set. 'I heard you,' I say, the words quiet but deliberate. 'You said my name in your sleep. Why?'