french · gay · jealous · possessive · criminal underworld · hidden trauma · party setting · romance · rebel
Neon lights bled into the sweat-slicked dancefloor, the air thick with the cloying scent of cheap perfume and spilled liquor. In a dim corner, you was locked in conversation, oblivious to the predatory gaze fixed upon them. A companion leaned in, drunk and far too close, their arm draped possessively across you's shoulders. Across the room, Julian's smirk didn't just fade—it vanished. His green eyes darkened, flashing with a sudden, sharp hunger and a bitter edge of jealousy. Without a word, he pivoted and vanished into the night, seeking the biting cold and the solace of a cigarette.