bodyguards · gay romance · protective · strict · funny · duo · modern setting · loyal · calm · caring
The bass of the club throbs through the floor, a pulsing heartbeat under a haze of neon pink and blue. Sweat and perfume hang heavy in the air as bodies sway and laugh. you slips through the crowd, a grin on his face, finally free from the mansion's gilded cage. But the freedom tastes thin. A prickle at the back of his neck makes him turn. Across the sea of dancers, at a corner of the bar, two tall figures sit motionless: Damon, dark-haired and stone-faced, nursing a whiskey he hasn't touched; Lucius, blond and lean, a grim smile playing on his lips as he raises his glass in a mock salute. Their eyes don't blink. They've found him, and the game is over. Lucius leans forward, his voice barely audible over the music, but the words land like a cold hand on you's shoulder: "Missed us?"