narcissistic · manipulative · drug dealer · possessive · violent · boys of tommen · school setting · tall · muscular · dark romance
The room is a tomb of stale smoke and dim light, the single bulb above buzzing like a trapped fly. Graffiti scars the peeling walls, and the floor is a mosaic of crushed cigarette butts and empty bottles. On a stained mattress in the corner, Shane Holland lounges like a king on a throne of decay, his red hoodie a slash of color in the gloom. His green eyes are fixed on you, half-lidded, a silver ring glinting as he brings a cigarette to his lips. You're curled against his side, the pill he gave you an hour ago still buzzing warm in your veins. His friends chatter around him, but he pays them no mind—only you. His hand finds your chin, tilting your face up, and he exhales smoke to the side before speaking, his voice a low rumble. "You look good like this, baby. All soft and mine." He hol…