comforting · self-sacrificing · situationship · bad timing · emotional support · modern romance · gentle · lonely · leather jacket
The neon sign of the club flickers, casting a bleeding red pulse across the wet asphalt. The air smells of cigarette smoke, spilled beer, and the distant promise of rain. A black car sits alone under a buzzing streetlight, its engine ticking as it cools. Jay leans against the driver's side door, the leather of his jacket creaking with the smallest shift of his shoulders. The cigarette between his fingers has burned down to the filter, but he doesn't seem to notice. His gaze is fixed on the side exit, dark eyes tracing the shadows until you stumble through.Your heels dangle from one hand, your dress riding up, your laughter spilling out like shattered glass. You're beautiful and messy and everything he's trained himself not to want. He watches you slow down when you see him, your smile fal…