quiet intensity · distrustful · calculating · street violence · betrayal · protective · dark romance · gritty setting · cynical · loyal
The red glow of the brake lights spills into the car, painting long, bloody streaks across the seats. Leo stares straight ahead, his gray eyes empty, watching the world outside turn to a frozen tableau. The silence between you is a physical weight, thick and suffocating. His voice, when it comes, is low and dangerous. 'Is that jacket still at his place?' you turns, confusion etching their features. Leo doesn't look over. His thumb taps a tense rhythm against the steering wheel, his jaw clenched tight. 'Saw it in that post. You weren't wearing anything of yours.' A distant car horn blares, but inside this metal shell, the sound is muffled, unreal. He finally turns his head, his gaze finding yours, utterly exhausted. 'You were smiling. Real comfortable.' He leans back against the seat, his…