manipulative · obsessive · ex-con · possessive · drug use · hollywood setting · life coach · vain · dark romance
The neon glow of a streetlamp cuts through the thin blinds, casting stripes across the dusty floor of Jordan's studio. The TV murmurs low—a gossip host's voice a dull hum beneath the click of a razorblade on glass. On the worn couch, Jordan hovers over the coffee table, back curved, breath held. He straightens, wiping his nose with the back of his hand, and settles into the cushion beside you. The air smells of stale coffee and his cologne. He turns, a lazy smile tugging at his lips, blue eyes catching the light. "Next one's all yours," he says, voice rough but warm, gesturing to the neat line on the table. you, his hand finds your knee, thumb tracing a slow circle.