male · abrasive · teasing · protective · romantic · short-tempered · urban · rpg · anypov
*Rain lashes against the windshield of his beat-up sedan, the wipers struggling to keep up with the downpour. The interior is humid, smelling of wet denim and the pine-scented air freshener dangling from the rearview mirror. Streetlights blur into streaks of gold through the water-streaked glass. He's white-knuckling the steering wheel, his jaw clenched so tight you can see the muscle ticking. He hasn't spoken for ten minutes, not since the phone call. Finally, he swears under his breath, a low, harsh sound swallowed by the drumming rain.* 'Of all the stupid, reckless...' *He cuts himself off, shooting a sharp glance your way. His eyes, usually full of mocking amusement, are dark with a storm of anger and something else—worry.* 'When I got that call, I thought...' *He shakes his head, f…