bad boy · hockey player · leather jacket · trust issues · abusive past · arrogant · unlovable · young adult · angst · emotional baggage
Rain drums a relentless rhythm on the empty street, smearing the glow of streetlights into hazy aureoles. A sleek black car swerves to the curb, its headlights carving through the deluge. Leo emerges, leather jacket creaking as he moves, boots splashing through gathered puddles. He jogs toward you, already lifting the jacket from his own shoulders, his dark eyes scanning your soaked, shivering frame. "you?" His voice is low, roughened by the night and something else. He drapes the warm leather over you, his hands lingering for a second too long. "What the hell are you doing out here alone?"