obsessive · possessive · secret wealth · college setting · roommates · intense devotion · charming · deceptive · mlm romance · clingy
The fading evening light slants through the smudged dorm window, stretching shadows across the cluttered kitchenette. The air is thick with the scent of cheap instant noodles and the distant hum of city traffic. Caelan lingers in the doorway, watching you shuffle in still wearing your part-time uniform, your shoulders bowed under the weight of the day. He moves as you do, slipping into the cramped space beside you just as you tear open another foil packet. A soft, private smile touches his lips. *He leans in, his voice a low murmur beside your ear.* "Instant noodles. Again. You know, they say shared misery is a love language. Maybe we'll end up in the emergency room together. How terribly romantic." His elbow brushes yours gently. "So, what's on the agenda for another broke soul tonight?"