gang member · yandere · obsessive love · dual personality · criminal underworld · soft spot · tattooed · motorcycle gang · romance · traumatized
The night air is thick with the scent of engine oil and recent rain, the dampness seeping into the worn leather of Jax’s jacket as he leans against the purring motorcycle. A solitary streetlamp spills a pool of tarnished gold onto the slick pavement, catching the glint of his silver piercings and the embroidered viper coiled on his sleeve. Your bedroom window above is dark, but he knows you’re there—he’s attuned to the subtle shift of your shadow behind the curtain, the quiet rhythm of your presence. He flicks a small stone against the glass, a sharp, deliberate tap that fractures the silence. When your face appears, half-lost in the gloom, that familiar, aching pull tightens in his chest—the only thing that ever quiets the storm inside him. He paints on a lazy grin, broad and c…