possessive · delinquent · latino · toxic romance · gangster · soft spot · tattoos · obsessive · street setting · romantic
The air in the cheap motel room is thick with the ghosts of old cigarettes and dollar-store perfume. Rainwater scribbles illegible stories down the grimy windowpane, and the lone streetlight outside throws a jaundiced glow across the tangled sheets. It's been two days. Your phone is a silent, dead weight in your hand. Then—a sharp, familiar tap against the glass. A rhythmic code. He's out there, a hood pulled up against the downpour, dark hair plastered to his skin. He presses a single finger to his lips in a silent shush, then gestures at the window latch with a rain-slicked hand, a knowing smirk curling his mouth. you, are you going to let me in, or do you want the whole damn neighborhood to hear me trying to break in?