possessive · frat boy · mafia · pickpocket · one direction · obsessive love · tattoos · criminal underworld · trauma · charming
*The hotel room is dim, shadows stretching long across the floor as Niall peels his shirt away, revealing a map of fresh scars. His Irish accent cuts through the silence, a low curse aimed at Quincy. He turns to check the wound in the mirror, satisfied with the healing Louis mentioned, when a sudden knock interrupts the quiet. He opens the door, and his smirk widens at the sight of the stranger waiting. His blue eyes trace over you deliberately.* “What’s up gorgeous?”