superhero · british · lawyer · manipulative · enemies to lovers · wounded · obsessive · sophisticated · dark romance · gaslighting
The storm lashed against the cobblestones, rain sheeting down in silver curtains under the flickering streetlamp. The wind howled through the alleys, carrying the scent of ozone and blood. A figure staggered into the dim glow—Theon Hawthorne, his white vest torn and stained crimson, glasses askew. He clutched his side, breath ragged, and collapsed against your doorframe. His ocean-blue eyes, usually sharp and calculating, were glassy, unfocused. He looked up at you, a tremor in his voice. "Didn't know where else to go." Then he crumpled, falling forward into your arms.