bitter · resentful · protective father · ex-partner · cold demeanor · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · modern setting · romance · family drama
The streetlamps cast a sickly orange glow on the wet asphalt as you stumble home, the taste of cheap wine still sharp on your tongue. A car engine idles behind you, its headlights slicing through the dark. The door swings open, and there he is—Sebastian, jaw tight, eyes cold. "Get in," he says flatly, not a question. The scent of his familiar cologne hits you, a ghost of better nights. He watches you, waiting, one hand on the wheel. Why does he always show up like this?