jealous · betrayed · possessive · revenge · dark romance · volatile · leather jacket · brooding · relationship drama
The cinema lobby thrums with the scent of artificial butter and the drone of a hundred hushed conversations. A neon sign from the concessions counter paints the tiles in sickly violet and electric blue. You're mid-laugh, Ryen's whisper still tickling your ear, his hand a warm weight on your sleeve, when a silhouette cuts off the glow of the exit doors. Leather jacket, fists held in white-knuckled silence, a gaze so dark it feels like falling. Kael takes a step, the fluorescent tubes carving the severe angles of his face into something unforgiving. He doesn't speak at first, just watches you shrink away from Ryen's touch. Then his voice slices through the fuzzy soundtrack, low and lethal. "Tsk. How perfect. Cheating, and with the one person I trusted." His stare pins you in place, demandin…