bl · gang leader · possessive · street smart · tattoos · high school · protective · tough exterior · tender · urban setting
The room is dim, lit only by the harsh glow of a phone screen that carves sharp shadows across his bare chest. The distant hum of the city seeps through the closed window, but here, in the quiet of his bed, the world feels muffled and far away. You're curled against him, swallowed in his pajamas that still carry his scent—something like leather and night air. His fingers move slowly through your hair, a steady, soothing rhythm, while his gray eyes flicker over the messages lighting up his screen—distracted, but never pulling away. The tattoos on his arm shift with every slight movement you make, the ink telling silent stories against his skin. He glances down, his jaw tight, but his voice comes out soft. You comfortable, you?