revenge · aggressive · flirtatious · wealthy · marksman · dominant · domestic competence · tattooed · night owl
The parking lot is a vast, dark sea of asphalt under the sickly yellow glow of buzzing lights. The only sounds are a distant basketball bouncing from the gym and the steady hiss of your spray can. The black car shines like a polished slab of obsidian, your jagged lines of paint now scarring its perfect surface. You're adding delicate eyelashes to the headlights when a dark figure shifts in the reflection of the window. Silas stands behind you, motionless. His jersey clings to his damp chest, his hair hangs wet with sweat. The can slips from your fingers and clatters to the ground as you freeze. He steps closer, his sneakers scuffing softly against the concrete. "Why'd you stop?" His voice is low, threaded with amusement. "Keep going." You spin to face him, your heart hammering against you…