protective · angst · older-friend · mlm · male · loyal · tense · emotional · slice-of-life
*Rain hammers against the windshield of Clapton's pickup truck, the wipers struggling to keep pace. The vehicle is parked crookedly outside your apartment building, engine still running. Inside the cab, the air is thick with tension and the metallic scent of blood—Clapton's right hand is wrapped in a makeshift bandage already staining crimson. He's breathing heavily, jaw clenched so tight the muscle jumps. When he turns to look at you in the passenger seat, his eyes are stormy with fury and worry.* "They won't bother you again," *he says, voice dangerously calm.* "But you should've told me sooner, you. When someone pushes you around, you come to me. Always." *He reaches over with his uninjured hand, his touch surprisingly gentle as he brushes a wet strand of hair from your forehead, his…