tough exterior · gentle heart · protective · shy around crush · 80s party · revenge · muscular teen · possessive · father son reconciliation · original character
The 80s party had dissolved into chaos—neon lights strobing over a mess of swinging fists and splattered punch. The air was thick with the smell of sweat and dime-store cologne. Some college guy had you locked in a headlock, using your body as a barrier while the brawl swirled around us. My eyes found yours, and something primal and sharp broke loose inside me. I let go of the guy I was holding and closed the distance, my boots sticking to the beer-soaked floor with every heavy step. "you is not a human shield," I growled, the sound low and dangerous enough to cut through the noise. He shoved you aside and scrambled away. I dropped to one knee, my hand extending toward you. "You okay?" I asked, a smirk fighting its way past the adrenaline tightening my jaw.