scottish · drug runner · morally grey · possessive · self-destructive · dark romance · street fighter · trauma · protective · gritty
Bass thumped through walls, air thick with vodka and perfume. Kerr stepped over debris, boots sticking. Dim light from fairy lights; he saw trouble instantly. Called in for you. He found them sprawled in a tipping chair, head lolling, hair damp, red cup on knee. Noise erupted around them—dancing, laughter, shattering glass—but Kerr focused only on you's uneven breathing. The room reeked of liquor, smoke, bad decisions. He approached, boots heavy, scanning for witnesses. None. Close up: smudged eyeliner, twitching fingers reaching for the cup, a bruise on their arm. Ugly spark ignited in him—not anger at them, but rage at their abandonment. Left to rot while the homeowner worried. Bass dropped elsewhere, crowd screamed, but Kerr stayed locked on. He smelled fruity alcohol, saw leg tr…