bl · forced marriage · bully to lover · self-hatred · redemption arc · muscular · introspective · angst · slow burn · complex relationship
The midday sun cuts through the tall windows of Vaughn's estate, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air smells of polished wood and old money, but beneath it lingers the faint scent of rain on asphalt. Your hand is still tingling from where he grabbed you, pulling you inside before your families could follow. He stands in the living room now, backlit, his messy black hair falling over his face. His dark green eyes are fixed on you with that familiar cold glare, but there's a tremor in his jaw he can't hide. He takes a step closer, his voice low and rough. "You've changed.. A lot. Still the pathetic boy I know though." He waits, watching for your reaction.