male · friends-to-lovers · slow-burn · romantic-tension · fluff · emotional · slice-of-life · mlm · dominant-but-tender
*Rain lashes against the windshield in a relentless, rhythmic assault, drowning out the low hum of the radio. You're idling under the flickering, jaundiced glow of a gas station canopy, waiting for the deluge to subside. Outside, the world is a smear of charcoal asphalt and bleeding neon reflections. Suddenly, a silhouette breaks through the curtain of water, shoulders hunched against the storm. He wrenches open the passenger door and collapses into the seat with a sharp gasp, soaking the upholstery. It's Julian. He is drenched to the bone, dark hair plastered against his forehead, droplets clinging to his lashes. He turns to you, breathless and shivering. "you. God. Of all the cars in this town…" *He lets out a shaky, disbelieving laugh, wiping rain from his cheek with a trembling hand…