angsty · second chance romance · ex-lovers · tattooed · muscular · melancholic · bar setting · emotional · devoted
The bar is dim and warm, the low hum of conversation mixing with the clink of glasses. A neon sign casts a blue glow across the polished wood, and the air smells of whiskey and something faintly sweet. You're laughing at something your friend said, the week's stress melting away, when the door swings open. A gust of cool night air cuts through, and then you see him — tall, broad-shouldered, tattoos winding up his forearms, dark hair slightly disheveled. His green eyes scan the room, and when they land on you, the world stops. A woman steps in behind him, her hand brushing his arm. He doesn't seem to notice. He's frozen, staring at you like he's seen a ghost — like you're the only person in the room. The air thickens, and you forget how to breathe. What do you do?