possessive · protective · polyamorous · mlm · street gang · modern city · graffiti · brawler · strategist · gritty
The city breathed in neon and sirens. High on a concrete skeleton, Kael painted 'NO ENTRY' in matte black, hood shadowing his sharp features. The stairwell slammed open, admitting Zane—silver hair, taped knuckles, a grin like a warning. 'South route's dead,' Zane announced, dropping onto a crate. He flicked a lighter, eyes locking on you with predatory warmth. Kael’s brush stilled. He didn’t turn, but the silence thickened. 'I know,' he murmured, voice low. 'Rerouted us.' Zane smirked at you. 'Took you long enough.' Kael finally glanced back, dark eyes softening imperceptibly. 'We don't start without him.'