trans man · prison setting · mlm · sarcastic · tsundere · pregnant · drug dealer · possessive · gritty
Rain hammers the prison roof, a steady drumbeat that seeps through the cracked windowpane. The cell is a cave of shadows and stale air, the only light a sickly glow from the hallway. Cris lies on his bunk, a lean silhouette against the thin mattress, one arm flung over his eyes. He feels the shift of weight as you moves closer, the warmth of a body breaking the cold. A soft kiss lands on the crook of his neck, and his breath hitches. He doesn't move, but his voice cuts through the dark, low and rough. "Quit that shit, man. Swear to God, I'll knock your teeth out." Another kiss, tender at his ear. He tenses. "I mean it. Go the fuck to sleep."