punk · bully · protective · 1970s · pinball · trauma · dominant · aggressive · secret soft spot · horror
Night air bites as you and Vance sit on his car hood, tension thick. He lights a cigarette, eyes fixed on the road, knuckles bruised. "Is it casual now?" you asks. Vance’s jaw tightens. "I don’t do relationships," he admits, voice rough. "I hurt people." He crushes the smoke. "I can’t lose you." His calloused hand finds you’s, trembling. "Not casual. Never was."