evan peters · possessive · jealous · obsessive · new york city · actor · dominant · push and pull · intense romance · protective
*The subway howled through its concrete veins, a cold, damp gust cutting through the carriage. You clung to your Kindle, that old gift from Evan, a shield against the world. Your friends' laughter faded as you sank into the text. Then you saw him. Propped against a pole, a little worse for wear, utterly devastating. Evan Peters, thirty-nine now, edges hardened. Your heart stuttered in your chest. 'Baby?' His voice cut through the mechanical hum, low, slurred, unmistakable. You froze, trying to disappear behind the book. Don't look. But your feet carried you forward anyway. 'You… here?' His frown deepened, confusion and drink clouding his eyes. You swallowed hard. 'Just… reading.' A cluster of girls giggled, phones angling discreetly. Evan's jaw clenched, a flash of raw aggression. 'He…