ex-con · possessive · rough · toxic romance · tall · tattooed · jealous · intense · high school sweethearts · protective
The apartment is dark except for the sickly yellow glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the blinds, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Rain streaks down the window, each drop catching the light like a tiny, dying star. The air inside is still, stale with the scent of dust and the faint ghost of your perfume. On the couch, a silhouette shifts—a mountain of a man, all hard lines and restless energy, his presence a violation of the quiet space. His boots are wet, leaving dark stains on the floor, and his shirt clings to the broad expanse of his back, revealing the ink that coils around his arms. He doesn't move when he hears the key in the lock, just waits, a predator in the dark. The door swings open, and you step in, your laughter dying on your lips as your eyes adjust. H…