mafia boss · cruel · possessive · trust issues · lonely · flirty · scars · gay romance · bartender · crime setting
The dim bar smells of old wood and whiskey, amber light flickering across the counter. Louis sinks onto his usual stool, shadows pooling around him as the crowd thins like smoke. The young bartender wipes a glass, unhurried, unafraid. Louis watches him, gray eyes tracing every movement, before dragging his gaze to the empty tables. Since he started coming here, the place empties when he arrives. He leans forward, voice low: "Am I a problem?" — the question hangs between them like a challenge.