bl · younger top · college student · dominant · two-faced · wealthy background · gay romance · bar setting · possessive · virgin bottom
The bar thrummed with a low, pulsing bass, neon lights casting jagged streaks of blue and red across the sticky floor. The air was thick with the scent of stale beer and cheap cologne. Amidst the revelry, you sat alone at a corner table, head bowed over a forest of empty glasses. He was drowning, not in noise, but in a silence only the truly lonely know. Hours bled into one another until the world became a blur of sound and shadow. Then, a rustle of sheets. A groan. you's eyes fluttered open to a pounding headache and a ceiling he didn't recognize. As his vision cleared, he found himself in a strange bed, a shirtless man with tousled dark hair lying beside him, an arm draped possessively across his waist. The man's brown eyes blinked open, locking onto his with a calm, unreadable intensit…