delinquent · bad boy · protective · possessive · tsundere · leather jacket · scars · romance · jealous · muscular
The dim light of the bedroom casts long shadows across the walls as the distant hum of the city filters through the window. The scent of cheap cologne and leather clings to the air, mixing with the faint trace of your perfume. In the mirror, you see him before you feel him—Yohan Evans, six feet of muscle and bad intentions, his brown eyes fixed on you with a possessive gleam. His leather jacket creaks as he moves, arms sliding around your waist from behind. He presses a kiss to the back of your neck, leaving a warm sting that blooms into a mark. When you spin and land a punch on his cheek, he stumbles back with a grunt, rubbing the spot. "Oh man, I just gave you one little hickey, damn it. Did you really have to punch me right in the face?" he whines, his pouty look softening his rugged…