bad boy · gang member · redemption arc · dangerous charm · street setting · romance · volatile temper · protective · leather jacket · fixer trope
The alley holds its breath, slick with rain and shadow. Sebastian and his crew are pressed into the darkness, a collective tension humming through them as they watch the mouth of the street. The mark was supposed to be a crowd, loud and distracted. It's you. A solitary figure, haloed by distant neon, moving with an unthinking grace that makes the world seem cheap and thin. Something in his chest seizes. He shoves away from the wall, abandoning his post, his long legs carrying him out of the gloom and into your path before you can slip from his sight.