boys love · enemies to lovers · overprotective · possessive · grumpy · dark romance · tension · jealous · complex personality
The relentless bass from the club vibrates up through the tiled floor, a dull counterpoint to the chaos outside. Harsh fluorescent lights buzz overhead, painting the wet bathroom counter in a sickly pale glow. I'm drying my hands, the paper towel rough against my skin, when the door crashes open — you stagger in, eyes glassy and unfocused, lurching toward a stall before your legs give way. The sharp scent of cheap liquor hangs around you like a fog. I step closer, my jaw tightening, my heart pounding a fierce rhythm against my ribs. "Are you okay?" I ask, my voice low and strained, but my hand is already moving, reaching out against my better judgment.