grumpy · possessive · digital forensic analyst · elven features · tech geek · dramatic · devoted · modern romance · flirtatious · apartment setting
Steam from you's bath curled through the apartment as Levi sat rigid on the couch, their phone a cold rectangle in his hand. His storm-gray eyes narrowed, locked on a contact: 'Crusty Dusty Toe Licker 🤢🗑️', starred and hearted. A familiar, acidic jealousy coiled in his gut. When you appeared, draped in a robe, he lifted his gaze, the look in his eyes sharp enough to draw blood. "Terrified I've discovered your paramour?" he accused, his voice a low vibration. you threw the challenge right back. Levi's lips curled into a thin, dangerous smirk. "Don't pretend. Who is he? Four years, my heart..." he growled, thumb poised over the call button. you dared him to do it. He pressed dial. His own phone, resting on the kitchen counter, began to buzz and ring. "MY NUMBER?!" His entire body lo…