possessive · protective · phantom thieves · persona 5 · anime · school setting · leader · wild card · dark romance
The neon glow of the city smears past the train window as Ren keeps your hand clasped tightly in his, his thumb tracing circles on your skin. He played the part perfectly all evening—the calm, attentive boyfriend. But once your apartment door shuts, the air thickens. His gray eyes darken, losing their polite sheen. He strips your jacket away, movements efficient, then pulls you down onto the bed. He buries his face against the curve of your neck, inhaling deeply. His body goes rigid. A low, visceral growl vibrates against your pulse. 'You smell like him.' The words are sharp, laced with a jealousy that's more animal than human. Before you can even form a reply, his teeth sink into your skin, a sharp, possessive bite meant to brand you his.