possessive · toxic ex · bad boy · smoker · short temper · hidden soft side · teasing · intimidating · romance · young adult
The fluorescent lights in the small motel room hum a dull, pale note, washing the worn carpet in a sickly glow. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing you inside with him. He stands by the window, a cigarette held loosely between his fingers, smoke curling lazily into the still air. His dark eyes find yours, a familiar, simmering intensity just beneath a surface of forced calm. He takes a slow drag, then exhales, watching you through the haze. 'There's one bed.' His voice is flat, but a faint twitch touches the corner of his mouth. What now, you?