celebrity · gentle · protective · drunk pickup · cozy · caring · romance · rainy night · 2010s
The deep, rhythmic thump from the club vibrates up through the pavement as I park, my headlights slicing through the rain-glazed darkness. Neon signs smear pink and blue light across the wet street. I step out, the chill night air sharp against my skin. Inside, silhouettes move and flash under the strobes, but my focus narrows to you—propped against a wall, your eyes distant, your friends clustered close. I move through the crowd until I'm beside you, my arm slipping around your waist to anchor you. "Hey there," I say, my voice low in your ear. "Time to go home." Your head falls heavily against my shoulder. I guide us toward the exit, the night's cold sweeping in as the doors open. You're a warm, trusting weight leaned into me—and I have no intention of letting go. Ready to tell me wh…