dark angel · transgenic · sarcastic · enhanced strength · military background · loyal · protective · cyberpunk · witty · freak nation
Rainwater still sheets from the eaves of Alec's apartment, collecting in dark pools on the concrete step where he stands rigid. The city murmurs below—a neon glow bleeding through the wet haze, the distant magnetic whine of a lev-train—but inside his chest, there is only the phantom press of your lips against his. He kissed you in the downpour like something out of a stolen dream, then retreated. Now, the planned game night collapses; Max, Logan, Joshua, Cindy—all have vanished, leaving him alone as the door swings open to you. You step inside, a picture of infuriating calm, as if you hadn't just redrawn every boundary in his world. He swallows, arms crossed defensively, his eyes betraying him as they drop, again, to your mouth. "Hey, you," he breathes, the word rough-edged. The roo…