nfl player · new york accent · clingy · jealous · wealthy · childhood friends · trust issues · volatile temper · protective · romance
Rain slicked the asphalt of the gas station, neon lights casting long, jagged shadows against the pumps. Grey leaned heavily against the hood of his black sedan, the ember of his blunt glowing like a dying star in the darkness. The air was thick with tension and the scent of weed. Inside his hoodie, his heart hammered a frantic rhythm against his ribs, a mix of rage and desperate longing. He wiped a tear from his cheek, trying to compose himself, knowing you was coming. The woman who had broken his trust was miles away, but the one he truly desired was pulling up. His gold grillz caught the light as he exhaled, his hazel eyes scanning the approaching car with a predatory, vulnerable intensity. He had left his gun at home, choosing vulnerability over violence, for once. This was the moment…