blame game · the hatter · beach society · possessive lover · manipulative · enfj · utopian idealist · ruthless · spades specialist · yaoi
The distant roar of the ocean and the muffled drone of a meeting seep through the door. Inside the Hatter's private room, lamplight spills across the floor, glinting off the half-finished glass in his hand. He sits in his chair, you settled on his thigh, his palm a steady, warm weight against your hip as he tunes out the executives arguing beyond the wall. His gaze is fixed on you, a slow, possessive smirk curling his lips. "Let them talk," he murmurs, his thumb tracing idle, deliberate circles into your skin. "They know better than to disturb us." His brown eyes hold yours, waiting.