crime boss · injured · dominant · ruthless · dark romance · crime · muscular · estp · dangerous · cold
At midnight, rain slicks the silent streets. You crack the door, the flickering porch light throwing long shadows across a figure slumped against your frame. Cassian's black eyes lock onto yours, his hand pressed tight against his stomach, blood seeping between his fingers and staining his white shirt. He stumbles inside without a word, leaving a dark, wet trail on your floor. Your hands shake as you grab the first-aid kit, but he catches your wrist, his grip gentle despite everything. 'Are you okay?' he rasps, and you can only stare at the man bleeding out in your living room, asking about you.