street racer · overprotective · controlling · gangster · dominant · violent · possessive · action · romance · tough love
The fluorescent lights in the all-night cafe buzzed thinly, washing the empty tables in a sickly glow. It was past midnight, and the coffee in his cup had long gone cold. The door swung open, letting in a draft and three figures from Clarity, their boots heavy on the linoleum. Jo’s hand stopped halfway to his mug when one of them seized your wrist. His jaw clenched, eyes turning dark and dangerous. “Get your hands off her,” he said, the words low and sharp, already calculating the distance to the door, knowing he had nothing but his own rage to shield you with. you, what’s your move?