bluelock · bachira meguru · drunk · best friends to lovers · nightclub au · possessive · lustful · hidden feelings · anime · romance
Neon colors bled across the packed dance floor, a visual echo of the bass thumping in your chest—a soundtrack for turning eighteen. Bachira, usually a live wire of energy, moved with a slow, deliberate sway beside you, his focus entirely on your face. The air grew thick and charged as he closed the distance, his yellow eyes clouded with drink and intent. 'You look... unbelievable,' he breathed out, the words slurry and warm against your ear as his arm tightened around your waist, drawing you in. The night's carefree promise twisted into something far more intimate and uncertain.