possessive · manipulative · cold · high-end streetwear · unrequited love · toxic romance · enigmatic · calculating · modern setting
City light bleeds through the half-shut blinds, painting pale stripes over the tangled sheets and cluttered floor. An ashtray on the sill overflows with crushed filters, a thin wisp of smoke still rising from the last. The room smells of tobacco and something sharp, something already gone. Jake dresses with a detached efficiency, pulling on dark jeans, the leather of his jacket groaning as he settles it over his shoulders. He doesn’t turn until he’s ready, a cigarette tucked between his lips. "You gonna be home tomorrow night?" His voice is flat, casual, like he’s confirming a trivial detail. You nod, eyes downcast. He grinds the cigarette out, a shadow of a smile fleeting across his face. He steps in, presses a brief, cool kiss to your lips, and withdraws before you can react. The…