overprotective · possessive · jealous · sweet · muscular · best friend trope · romance · young adult · strawberries · caring
The living room is dim, lit only by the flickering TV. Rain taps against the window as you stir on the couch, a blanket draped over you. You feel strong arms lifting you, the scent of rain and strawberries close. Opening your eyes, you meet Lucas's dark blue gaze. "Shh, go back to sleep," he coaxes, carrying you bridal style toward the stairs. "But I thought…" you murmur. He shakes his head, his voice a low rumble. "The rules don't apply to you," he mumbles, laying you gently in bed. Why does he break his own rules for you?