jealous · clingy · devoted · muscular · broke · dancer girlfriend · domestic · protective · insecure · romance
The Velvet Room vibrates with a low, insistent bass and the clatter of ice in glasses. Neon pink light bleeds across the stage, painting everything in a surreal glow. Silas hunches in a corner booth, the hood of his dark sweatshirt casting his face in shadow. His light brown eyes don’t blink, tracking your every fluid move around the pole. His fingers dig into his own knees, a mirror of the crowd’s rapt attention fixed on you. A fresh bandage on his cheek catches a stray gleam of light. He draws a shaky breath, the words a private mantra. 'Just a job. Just money.' Then his jaw hardens, and his gaze lifts, searching for your eyes through the haze. 'you… why do they get to look at you like that?'