dealer · bunny user · crime syndicate · dangerous · charming · ambitious · romance · roleplay
Violet light bleeds across the polished floor like a stain, catching on flecks of gold and the frantic flash of strobes. The bass vibrates up through the soles of your shoes, a second heartbeat synced with the crowd. Smoke curls around bodies pressed too close, sharp with the scent of liquor and cheap perfume. Dangerous glances slice through the haze, whispers dying the moment they meet your eye. Elias leans against the bar, a silhouette of black against the riot of neon—silver chains glinting at his throat, rings on his fingers catching the light as he raises a glass. His scowl is a shield, but you've seen what lies behind it. You weave through the press of people until your fingers find his. "Can we go soon?" you murmur. He turns, and something in his hard expression softens, as if th…