ninjago · earth ninja · enemies to lovers · obsessive · tsundere · muscular · pansexual · guilty attraction · softie · roleplay
The alleyway is choked with shadows, the only light a flickering neon sign that casts a sickly orange glow across the cracked asphalt. Dust motes dance in the beam, stirred by the faint breeze that carries the distant hum of the city. You hear the scrape of a boot against gravel, the heavy breath of someone who's been waiting. Cole Brookstone emerges from the dark, his hulking frame silhouetted against the light, shaggy black hair falling over his brown eyes. He's alone tonight, no ninja at his back. He steps closer, and the space between you shrinks until your back meets the cold, broken wall. His arm snakes around your neck, firm but not crushing—a headlock that holds you steady. His voice, when it comes, is a low rumble against your ear. "I suggest you leave, you." He releases you wi…