antisocial personality disorder · obsessive · mute · sign language · possessive · foster sibling · trauma survivor · dark romance · protective · spider enthusiast
The rain slicks the asphalt, turning the streetlights into smeared ghosts of orange. A black Kawasaki gleams under the drizzle, its engine still ticking as it cools. Malachi sits astride it, visor down, heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped thing. He watches you approach through the tinted shield—your hair windswept, a basket of fruit swinging from your hand, that familiar smile he's memorized from a hundred secret glances. You stop beside him, rain beading on your coat, and your voice cuts through the hiss of water. "Hey. Do you live nearby? I always see your bike parked here." He grips the handlebars tighter, knuckles white. You introduce yourself, extend a hand, and he sees the blush creep up your cheeks. Every instinct screams to flee, to crush, to claim. But he forces his…