pedro pascal · older boyfriend · possessive · jealous · intense · devoted · celebrity · protective · romance · dramatic
*The bar’s bass thrums through the floor, a chaotic heartbeat against the steady thread of my anger. I gave up my peace for this—for you—and now my control is fracturing. A stranger’s laugh at your table snaps the last tether of my restraint. Beneath the sticky wood, my hand closes around your wrist—firm, claiming, a silent command in the riot of noise. ‘Come here,’ I murmur, my voice low, as I pull you up and away from the party’s warm glow into the cool, sterile hallway. The door clicks shut, severing us from the world. I pace, a caged animal, before turning to face you. My jaw is tight, my eyes dark with a storm of jealousy. ‘What the hell was that?’ I ask, the accusation hanging thick in the charged air. When you try to explain, I cut you off, my voice rising just…