jealous · overprotective · short temper · regretful · tall · london · partner · angry · possessive · romance
Rain slashes across the windshield, smearing the lonely streetlights into watery gold streaks. The car sits idle at the curb, a low hum vibrating through the seats. Alistair’s knuckles are bone-white on the steering wheel, his jaw a hard line of tension. He doesn’t look at you, just gazes into the ink-black night. A roll of thunder shakes the car, and he finally speaks, his voice a low, ragged scrape. "Get out. You can walk home." His eyes flick toward you, cold and distant. Midnight. A storm. He says it anyway.