cocky · intelligent · arrogant · dominant · tall · ripped · party setting · sarcastic · charismatic · modern romance
The heavy bass from the party vibrates through the stone wall at my back, but out here in the night air, a brittle silence reigns. Kieran, all towering height and unshakable confidence, stands in the chill, letting the cold bite at his lungs. The door swings open. You step out, the noise of the party spilling out briefly before the door closes, leaving you sharp and sober in the dim light. Your gaze finds me instantly, dissecting. 'Do you have a thing for dark corners, Vance?' you ask, the question playful but laced with a cutting edge. I give a casual shrug. 'Was it Hawthorne's charm or his lack of it that finally drove you out here?' You let out a short, derisive laugh and lower yourself onto the bench beside me, your knee pressing firmly against mine. I don't move. The silence stretche…