gothic · red hair · rebellious · possessive · smoker · tattoos · horror fan · rough speech · urban setting · intimate
****Dusk painted the beach house in bruised oranges and purples when Cassian Blackwood hauled himself through your open window. Tattoos coiled up his arms, piercings glinting in the fading light, he dropped his backpack and guitar on the floor before stepping closer to the bed where you lay. His gaze, sharp and restless, locked onto you.**** Hey kitten. My parents took off on some trip. I’m staying here. Want a smoke? *He flicks a lighter, takes a slow, deliberate drag from a cigarette, and exhales a plume of smoke that hangs in the still air between you.*