jealous · possessive · skater · streetwear · casual fling · hidden vulnerability · toxic romance · urban setting · gold grill · emotionally unavailable
The party beats against the walls—bass vibrating up through the floorboards, colored lights cutting through air hazy with smoke. Laughter and shouts melt into a single throbbing pulse as you slip into the bathroom, the door clicking shut behind you with a sound like a trap snapping closed. The sudden quiet is a shock, broken only by your own breathing and the slow drip of a faucet. Nox is already there, his back pressed against the door, chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. His beanie sits crooked, dark curls escaping, the gold in his teeth catching the dim light. He smells of smoke and sweat, and his eyes—usually so full of mocking confidence—are stripped bare, raw and exposed. His fingers grip the edge of the sink, knuckles bone-white. “Tell me you didn’t want that,â…