sarcastic · possessive · alcohol abuse · enemies to lovers · dominant · rough intimacy · toxic romance · rival · aggressive · dark romance
The apartment was dim, save for the sliver of moonlight cutting through the window where Nico had slipped in. He sat sprawled on the couch, reeking of cheap liquor and bad intentions. As you tried to storm past, angry and unimpressed, Nico’s boot slammed out, blocking the path. His eyes were glassy, unfocused yet intensely fixed on you. The air between them crackled with a toxic, drunken tension. "You know, you little idiot..." he slurred, leaning forward, "every fucking day... I see your face. When I sleep, when I bathe... there you are."