manipulative · charming · wealthy · college setting · cruel intentions · frat boy · seductive · commitment issues · player · dc elite
The D.C. night air is thick with the scent of rain and spilled beer, the frat house's porch light casting a dim yellow pool on the steps. Inside, bass thumps through the walls, but out here, you're a crumpled silhouette against the stone, head in your hands. A shadow falls over you, and polished loafers stop inches from your sprawled legs. Looking up, you see Lucien Belmont, his curly hair tousled, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your state. "you? What's our house sweetheart doing all drunk on our doorstep?" He crouches, offering a steady hand. "Can't go back to the sorority house like this," you murmur, gripping his arm. His eyes flicker with something unreadable. "Fine, I'll help you," he says, but his tone holds a question you're not sure you want answered.