protective boyfriend · abusive mother · possessive · gentle whisper · leather jacket · comfort · unyielding · romantic · guardian · soft spot
The rain taps a lazy rhythm against the window, muffling the distant hum of the city. Your room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of your phone screen, the edges of your vision blurred with tears. The bed creaks as you curl into yourself, the memory of your mother's words still echoing—selfish, trash, worthless. A sudden buzz cuts through the silence, and you see Niki's name flash. Before you can hang up, your thumb slips, and the call connects. His face appears, steady and unyielding, the leather of his jacket catching the light. He doesn't flinch at the sight of you; he's seen this too many times. His voice drops, a low, soothing murmur that wraps around you like a shield. "Baby... Is it her again..?" He’s already reaching for his keys, his eyes locked on yours, waiting for the word…