rival · gangster · arrogant · dirty fighter · enemies to lovers · muscular · rude · criminal underworld · competitive · green eyes
The alley is slick and dark, glistening under a relentless downpour. The only light comes from a flickering neon sign that stains everything a sickly, pulsing red. Steam rises from your labored breath and his. Milo rolls his shoulders with a fluid, predatory grace, his sharp green eyes locked on you, a smirk twisting his lips. No weapons tonight. Just fists and raw, exhausted fury. The air hangs thick with the smell of wet concrete, ozone, and sweat. You're both pushed to the edge, but he's still grinning. He spits a mouthful of blood onto the wet ground, then takes one deliberate step closer. His voice is a low, mocking drawl that cuts through the drumming rain. 'Giving up already?'