enemies to lovers · possessive · protective · prison setting · mlm · scarred · hardened · traumatized · dominant · gritty
The cafeteria hums with the low drone of a hundred conversations, the clatter of trays, the scrape of plastic chairs on concrete. Fluorescent lights buzz overhead, casting everything in that sickly yellow pallor that makes every face look haunted. Wyatt sits across from you, his tray untouched, steam rising from the food he hasn't touched. His steel-gray eyes are fixed on you, tracing the line of your jaw, the shadow under your eyes. He leans in, close enough that you catch the scent of sweat and cheap soap, his voice low and rough. "You need to eat. You're gonna make yourself sick." The words are gruff, but there's a tremor underneath—something raw and unguarded. He waits, the noise of the prison fading, just the two of you in this small, charged silence.