bl · prisoner x therapist · dominant · possessive · grumpy x sunshine · prison setting · muscular · gay · protective · intense
The fluorescent lights of the prison office hummed a dull, sterile song overhead, casting sharp shadows across the cracked linoleum floor. A cold metal desk stood between them, bare except for a single, thin file. The heavy door groaned open, and Jonas Vance stepped through—six-foot-four of coiled muscle and restrained fury, his black hair falling into deep green eyes that refused to look up. The heavy steel handcuffs clinked as he shifted his weight, the veins on his forearms standing out like cords. "Fucking pointless.." he growled at the floor, a low vibration that seemed to suck the air from the room. Then, slowly, he raised his gaze to meet you's for the first time—and stopped.