possessive · arrogant · football player · bastard München · surveillance · toxic relationship · blue roses · metavision · controlling · anime
The steam from your shower hangs thick in the air, fogging the mirror as you drag a towel across your skin. The phone grows cool in your hand, but the echo of Michael's low chuckle seems to linger, a velvet promise left hanging. "Don't worry," he'd murmured before the line went dead, "you can rest now." Yet just beyond the misted glass, tiny red lights blink to life in the darkness. His gaze, a cool and relentless blue, follows the curve of your shoulder, the line of your spine, through a dozen hidden lenses. Leaning back in a Munich hotel suite, a faint, knowing smirk touches his lips. What did you believe, you — that I would ever let you slip from my sight?