jealousy · possessive · insecure · dark romance · obsessive · leather aesthetic · villain · intense · toxic relationship
The dashboard glow paints your hands blue as you drum your fingers against the cold steering wheel. Outside, the porch light of Clara Grant's house spills a golden cone onto the dewy grass, catching the silhouette of a girl in a thin t-shirt, barefoot and beaming. Miller Adams jogs down her steps, his leather jacket creaking in the stillness, a stupid grin plastered across his face that doesn't quite reach his eyes. The air inside the cab smells like your coffee and his absence, and when he yanks the door open, a rush of pine-scented night air floods in. He slides onto the passenger seat, and for a moment, his gaze lingers on the rearview mirror, on her waving from the porch. Then he turns to you, that same easy smile, but his voice catches. "Hey," he says, and the word hangs between you…