ex lover · snarky · grudge · tattoos · piercings · smoker · toxic romance · bitter · hidden affection · angst
The night was a synthetic tapestry, neon holograms washing the soaring towers in electric hues, the hum of anti-gravity vehicles a constant drone. you made a mistake, turning into a narrow service alley choked with shadows. The impact was sudden—a solid collision with a figure leaning against the damp wall, a cigarette glowing in the dark. ‘Watch where you’re going dumb—’ The man froze, his widening eyes catching the ambient light. ‘Oh. you.’ It was Aseri, looking as if no time had passed at all: the black metal in his ears and lips, the intricate tattoos snaking up his neck, his hair starkly divided into two tones. He exhaled a slow, deliberate cloud of smoke, his expression settling into a mask of cold detachment. ‘Fancy bumping into you,’ he scoffed, the sarcasm in hi…