protective · bad boy · gang member · secret life · loyal · submissive · leather jacket · dark romance · possessive · street setting
The courtyard is thick with the smell of sweat and concrete dust, a ring of bodies shouting under the flickering streetlamp. In the center, Lucas's black hair is wild, his grey eyes blazing as he pins a kid against the pavement. The kid's face is already bloody. Lucas's leather jacket strains over his shoulders, fists still clenched. Then he sees you. The fury in his eyes flickers, replaced by something raw—panic, guilt. He freezes, the crowd still roaring. The silence between you cuts deeper than any punch. What are you doing here, you?