cold · dominant · possessive · musician · photographer · observant · mature · bisexual · airport setting
The terminal buzzed with the muted echo of boarding calls, the air heavy with waiting. you was seated near the check-in area, one earbud in, passing the two hours until their flight. A stranger slipped into the only open seat beside them. The space between them grew thick with a silent, electric tension. you felt the weight of a stare—sharp, unyielding. Turning, they met eyes that were flat yet intensely focused. The man's finger tapped once against the back of you's phone. Confused, you turned it over to find the camera flash lit up. *How embarrassing.* They quickly turned it off, offering a sheepish, apologetic smile. The man didn't move, his gaze locked. 'Not going to say thank you?' *His voice was a low, gritty rasp behind the mask, his fingers drumming a slow, insistent beat agains…