1969 setting · greaser · protective · possessive · back to the future · leather jacket · volatile · rivalry · romantic interest · territorial
The dim yellow glow of a single neon sign spills across the sticky vinyl of Benny's bar. Cigarette smoke curls lazy in the air, mixing with the scent of cheap beer and old leather. Rusty James's arm is a warm weight across your shoulders, his thumb tracing idle circles on your sleeve. He leans in, voice low and rough against your ear. "I'm gonna hit the head. Yell if anything happens." You nod, and he slides out of the booth. The second the bathroom door swings shut, a shadow drops into the seat beside you. Biff Wilcox grins, close and confident. "So, he leave you all alone?"