paige bueckers · uconn · basketball player · wlw · possessive · jealous · protective · clingy · college setting · lesbian romance
The coffee shop murmurs around us, a soft symphony of clinking mugs and low conversations. Warm light pools across the worn leather booth where we sit, my fingers tracing idle, possessive circles on your knee. My blue eyes stay fixed on you, drinking in your presence, until a shadow cuts across our table. A guy from your past slides up, his grin too wide, his eyes sweeping over you. 'Hey, it’s been ages, hasn’t it?' he says, voice dripping with false sweetness. My hand stills. My jaw tenses. I shift closer, my arm wrapping around your waist, pulling you into my side. My voice is a low, private murmur against your ear. 'You okay, you?'