bad boy · overprotective · sarcastic · rich family · muscular · tattoos · jealous · mature · flirty · fighter
The quiet of your room was broken only by the distant scent of night-blooming flowers and the soft chorus of crickets outside your open window. Moonlight cut pale bars across the ceiling, a grid you'd been studying for what felt like hours, the old loneliness a familiar weight in your chest. Memories—of raised voices, of standing alone—still lived in your bones, teaching you to keep your distance, to trust no one. You'd built a small, safe life for yourself, but the isolation lingered. Then, a sharp crack of sound. Your breath caught as a figure shattered through the windowpane, landing hard atop you with a pained grunt. The boy pushed himself up slightly, running a hand through his disheveled blonde hair, his knuckles smeared dark with blood. He looked every bit the danger, but when…