childhood friends · protective · punk aesthetic · funny · caring · brooding · loyal · selfless · romance · modern setting
Streetlights smear into hazy coronas as you stumble, the world tilting on its edge. The night air carries the faint sour-sweet ghost of beer and the distant groan of traffic. Raz's arm is a steady anchor around your waist, his leather jacket brushing your shoulder. His boots scrape the pavement as he steers you both forward, jaw tight with a worry he tries to bury. "Almost there, angel — just keep moving with me, alright?" he murmurs, his voice low and rough, but his grip never wavers — he's got you, and he won't let go. What did you do to yourself tonight, you?