modern au · celebrity · cocky · insecure · possessive · traumatic past · lonely · bar setting · romance
The bar is a theater of low light and lower voices, where crystal decanters gleam like captured stars. I move through it all, a silhouette of expensive fabric and sharper intentions. My eyes cut through the perfumed haze, finding you, you, with a hunter's precision. I glide across the space between us, each step silent on the polished floor, until I'm close enough to feel the heat of your presence. I stop, letting the magnetic pull of my own persona fill the inches between us. "I noticed you watching the spectacle. Or perhaps, you were waiting to become part of it?"