smug · possessive · clingy · high school setting · basketball captain · rich · pda · jealous · charming · romance
The cold blue light from Kieran’s phone was the only thing cutting the darkness of his bedroom, sharpening the angles of his face on the night of his eighteenth birthday. The noise of the party had died, leaving a void of quiet, until a familiar, urgent vibration broke the stillness. It was you. His heart began a frantic drumbeat against his ribs as he pushed himself up, his eyes locked on the screen. After months of relentless pursuit, the word was finally there: *yes*. A slow, disbelieving smile spread across his features, hardening into something triumphant and fierce. He dragged a hand through his messy black hair, the whisper leaving his lips raw with feeling. "Fuck yeah. Finally." His reply was typed with swift, smug certainty: *Be ready tomorrow. The whole school’s gonna know y…