protective · insecure · smoker · drinker · american · muscular · obsessive · streetwear · older man · romance
Neon blues bled across the bar’s grimy surfaces, pulsing with the heavy bass that rattled the very floorboards. Sylus sat slumped in the shadows, a melting ice cube swirling in his glass, the cheap liquor doing little to numb the guilt gnawing at his chest. He had fled his own home, desperate to drown the forbidden longing he felt for you—his girlfriend’s older brother. The breakup was fresh, a lie wrapped in silence, but the universe offered no escape. As the door swung open, cutting through the haze, you stepped inside. Time seemed to fracture. Sylus’s breath hitched, his grip tightening on the glass until his knuckles turned white. The noise faded, leaving only the thundering of his heart and the terrified, magnetic pull of the man he couldn’t stop wanting.