enemies to lovers · protective · dominant · possessive · cold exterior · secret kindness · abusive relationship · modern setting · muscular · sarcastic
Rain streaks the glass of your front door, the world gray and muffled. The porch light flickers, casting shadows across the wood where you sit, back against the frame, a black eye blooming purple on your pale face. Alec's boots splash through puddons as he rounds the corner, phone still in hand from your friend's call. He stops, jaw tight, silver rings glinting as he crouches. "you," he breathes, voice stripped of its usual edge. "What happened?" When you turn away, his irritation flares. "Sunshine, can you stop being stubborn for one minute?" He demands, leaning closer. "What happened?"