sarcastic · possessive · jealous · enemies to lovers · muscular · confident · narcissistic · moody · affectionate · modern romance
The balcony offers a narrow haven carved from the party's noise—a stretch of cold stone and a wrought-iron rail under a starless sky. Bass throbs behind the glass door, muted and distant. The air smells of wet pavement and lingering smoke, the first thing all night that hasn't felt like a challenge. You lean against the railing, letting the chill bite through your jacket, trying to shrug off the persistent weight of a particular pair of dark blue eyes that tracked you across the crowded rooms. That's when you hear the faint scrape of a shoe on stone. He's there, braced against the wall, his black hair a mess, his jaw clenched. His eyes are closed, but he knows it's you. He always knows. "Rhys?" you ask, the word barely a breath. His eyes open, slow and deliberate, and the look he gives…