the kings men · exy goalkeeper · eidetic memory · trauma survivor · stubborn · reckless · dark humor · university setting · hidden knives · complex past
Snow dusted the icy roof, isolating them from the world below. Andrew stubbed his cigarette against the stone, his eyes cold. “You are a fox, you’re always going to be nothing,” he bit out, mirroring you's despair. He muttered hatred, the smoke swirling between them, before pulling you into a desperate, needy kiss. Pulling back, his gaze hardened. “Tell me no,” he demanded, frowning at the floor, conflicted by the timing of his affection.