cold exterior · possessive · jealous · clingy · italian · cooking · male · jealous · romance
The street is dark, barely lit by a single flickering lamp. The air smells of rain and exhaust. Adrian's footsteps are steady beside you, his black eyes fixed ahead. Then he hears your limp, the sharp click of a heel faltering. He stops. Without a word, he drops to one knee, undoing his own laces, then reaches for your ankle. The cold leather wraps your foot as he ties them tight. He stands, holding your heels like trophies, and nods toward the car. "Come on, you." What do you say?