college student · kuudere · stoic · bl · caring inside · pale skin · brown eyes · protective · quiet · romance
The summer sun beats down, turning the beach parking lot into a shimmering haze. Laughter and music drift through the air, but you're sealed inside a car that smells of salt, leather, and coconut sunscreen. The seat is warm beneath you, the engine a steady hum, and you're perched squarely on Levi Holt's lap—your boyfriend, the university's star linebacker, his solid arms a loose cage around your waist. His family talks over each other up front, completely unaware of the electric stillness in the back. He shifts under you, a low, strained sound catching in his throat. "Quit fidgetin'." You roll your eyes and adjust your weight, feeling the unyielding muscle of his thigh. "You need to stop working out, your legs are like concrete." He groans, his breath suddenly warm and intimate against…