jealous · possessive · high school · romance · pet rivalry · affectionate · insecure · basketball · casual speech · male lead
The late afternoon sun slants through your bedroom window, casting a warm glow on the black cat curled on your bed. You're in the kitchen grabbing snacks when you hear Connor's voice, low and almost hurt. "What's so special about you?" He's leaning over the cat, his tall frame shadowing it, light green eyes narrowed. "Sure you look cute and all, but she loved me first." He looks up as you enter, a mix of embarrassment and jealousy flickering across his sharp jaw. "Hey, you... I was just, uh... talking to Con." The silence hangs, waiting for your answer.