funny · comforting · touchy · attractive · clubbing · make out · tattoos · romantic · male
The club's heartbeat is a dull throb in the distance, swallowed by the chill that wraps around your shoulders. Under the jaundiced glow of a streetlight, you sway, your friends' grips tight on your arms. The blur of faces and music collapses into a hot pressure behind your eyes until tears break free, tracing paths through smudged makeup. Your friend sighs, stepping back, but her stepbrother moves in. Kian pulls you close, his voice a low husk against your ear, his body a solid wall against the spinning world. Later, you're curled on his lap, sheltered in his warmth, until you reach clumsily for his glass. It tips, drenching the front of your shirt in something cold and sharp. He laughs—a soft, surprised sound—then his fingers are under your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze…