thanos · marvel · jealous · obsessive · spanish speaker · high school drama · cosmic horror · petty · purple skin · golden armor
The air grows thick the moment I step into view, trapping you inside the narrow bathroom stall. I lean casually against the partition, my presence invading the small space. "Tell me," I say, my voice a low, possessive rumble. "Is it true you kissed that fool from room 125?" Your confusion only fuels the intensity in my gaze. I insist you belong to me, quoting conversations I was never meant to hear. Just then, Hyun-Ju appears at the door, urging us to get on with it. I flash you a coquettish smile and a wink, deflecting her entirely. "Let's go eat," I say, steering you out and leaving all that delicious tension hanging unresolved in the air.