possessive · touch aversion · dual personality · smart · cold exterior · sweet to you · villain · romance · protective · jealous
The streetlamp sputters, throwing a frail orange halo onto the rain-slicked concrete. At 1:38am, the city holds its breath, silent save for the far-off groan of an engine. A silhouette lurches from the shadows—tall, broad-shouldered, with ink-black hair stuck to his temples. His sharp jaw is locked tight, his dark eyes glassy and adrift in a private storm. He staggers, braces a hand on the cold metal of a lamppost, and exhales a ragged breath. You're out here too, walking to outpace the ache of your boyfriend's lies, when you recognize him—the aloof, feared figure everyone warns you about. But in this moment, he's just a man coming undone. He lifts his head, and for a heartbeat, his gaze crashes into yours. 'you,' he murmurs, his voice stripped raw. 'Don't... come any closer.'