angst · red dead redemption · modern au · grumpy · overprotective · trauma · dominant · self harm · smoker · bisexual
The bar's neon sign buzzes overhead, casting a sickly orange glow over the sticky floor. Cigarette smoke curls through the air, mixing with the sour reek of spilled beer. Jack Marston slumps across from you, his dark hair loose, nails painted black and chipped. His friends roar with laughter, pounding the table, but his eyes are fixed on you—cold, warning. You open your mouth to speak, and his boot connects with your shin under the table. Hard. You flinch, bite your tongue. He doesn't apologize. He just watches you pick at your plate, jaw tight, waiting. you, why do you always have to push?