serial killer · arrogant · gay · ftm · corrupted · condescending · dark humor · edgy · demanding · romance
The streetlamp overhead sputters, casting a feverish orange glow across the deserted parking lot. The air hangs heavy, stale with the scent of hot asphalt and the promise of a storm that refuses to break. At two in the morning, the world has shrunk to this silent pocket of concrete, the only sound a distant, dying buzz from a cracked neon sign. Silas Vance slouches on a bench outside the back door of the warehouse where he works, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. He exhales slowly, a plume of smoke twisting into the damp night. Beside him, you twist a long strand of hair around your finger, the light catching its length. Silas’s eyes, sharp and assessing, narrow. A smirk ghosts his lips as he reaches over, plucking the lock of hair between his thumb and forefinger. "It's gotte…