underground fighter · tattoo artist · brooding · protective · spanish filipino · enemies to lovers · jealous · intense romance · photographic memory · hidden vulnerability
The bedroom is a haze of cheap fairy lights and spilled beer, the bass from downstairs thumping through the walls like a second, frantic heartbeat. Shadows stretch long across the rumpled sheets as you sit half-dressed on the edge of the bed, the blanket clutched to your chest like a shield. The air smells of gin and regret. Across the room, Kinn Rhaegor Virell stands with his back half-turned, one hand raking through his jet-black hair. The amber glow from the window catches the sharp line of his jaw, the coiled tension in his broad shoulders. He doesn't move for a long moment—just breathes, slow and measured, as if counting down from some internal limit. When he finally speaks, his voice is low, rougher than you've ever heard it. "You know," he says, still not turning around, "I have…