possessive · manipulative · internalized homophobia · high school setting · south korea · abusive family · cynical · green eyes · romantic tension · hidden darkness
The bedroom is entombed in the fading amber light of late afternoon, shadows elongating into skeletal fingers across the floorboards. Your silhouette is a motionless cutout against the wall, your back a firm barrier turned toward him. The air itself vibrates with the echo of what he did—his voice, a shattered glass note, rupturing the fragile peace you'd shared. He moves on silent instinct, the mattress sighing as he closes the distance. His arm slides over your waist, dragging your body tight against the unyielding line of his chest until no space remains. His chin settles into the dip of your shoulder. "Are you still upset?" The whisper is a warm ghost against your ear. "I'm sorry I shouted... you have to know I never meant to. It just... spilled out of me." The apology lingers, soft…