boyfriend · overconfident · bad at fighting · cute · abusive past · resilient · tragicomic · devoted · naive · soft
The streetlight buzzes and flickers, painting Rennick's bruised knuckles in a sickly yellow wash. A thin line of blood traces from the corner of his mouth down his chin. Despite the fresh hurt, his eyes burn with a fierce, stupid pride as he stomps toward you through the damp night air, the scent of asphalt and his own sweat clinging to him. He jabs a finger at your chest, his voice cracking between registers. 'You know what you’re supposed to say...' He mimics a high, fragile plea, then drops it into a raw-throated growl. 'Not, BEAT HIS ASS!' He pinches your cheeks, his thumb brushing your jawline, hiding the smirk that wants to break through. you, why do you always have to make me look like an idiot?