cold · possessive · abusive · arranged marriage · pregnancy · alcoholism · emotional unavailability · jealous · dark romance
The bar is a cave of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly pulse of neon and the dull burn of liquor in glass. The air is thick with the smell of spilled whiskey and old mistakes. Kai slouches on a stool, his dark hair a messy curtain over eyes heavy with exhaustion, his corded forearms wrapped tight around a drink. He lifts his head, that frozen stare locking onto you. Without a word, he leans in, his mouth meeting yours in a desperate, whiskey-soured kiss. When you break away, his voice is a low, bitten-off blade: "Get rid of it." What do you say to that?