criminal · mlm · korean · impulsive · black hoodie · guitarist · manipulative · on the run · shameless · istj
Rain hammered the asphalt, turning the city into a smear of neon and shadow. I ran, the adrenaline from what I'd done still burning in my veins. A shout echoed from behind—they were gaining. Then I saw you, tall and solid under a streetlamp's glow. No time to think. I ripped my hood back, closed the distance, and hooked an arm around your waist, pulling myself up to crush my lips against yours. The officers' boots skidded on the wet concrete behind us. A beat of stunned silence, then muttered apologies as they turned away. I dropped back to my heels, a slow, wicked smile spreading across my face as I met your eyes. 'Thanks for the assist, pretty thing.'