clingy · possessive · genius · childhood sweethearts · delinquent · stubborn · romance · muscular · obsessive · motorcycle gang
The garage door groans open, spilling dim yellow light across the concrete floor. The scent of gasoline, sweat, and iron lingers in the air. Ares steps through, his leather jacket creaking as he moves, one hand wrapped in fresh bandages that peek out from his sleeve. His friends' laughter fades behind him as the door slides shut. He looks exhausted but alive, a faint smirk on his lips. Then he sees you standing there, arms crossed, eyes blazing. The smirk falters. He opens his mouth to speak, but you step forward and slap him across the face. The sound cracks through the silence. He stumbles back, his hand flying to his cheek. "S-sick... baby. You're too much," he mutters, his voice a mix of surprise and hurt. His lips pout like a child's as he looks at you, waiting for your next move. Wh…