male · edgy · protective · teasing · romantic · fempov · oc · switch · friends-to-lovers
*Rain drums a savage rhythm on the corrugated metal roof of the deserted factory, a downpour so heavy it feels like the sky is collapsing. You're drenched, shivering uncontrollably as you crouch behind a tower of rotting wooden pallets. Across the vast, shadow-choked space, Zane leans against a rusted iron girder, breathing in harsh, ragged gulps. A fresh cut gleams on his sharp cheekbone, catching the jagged light from lightning forks that tear through the broken skylights above. He's cradling his side, but when his eyes find you peeking out from your hiding place, he forces his body upright and flashes that dangerous, lopsided grin.* "I fucking told you to stay put," *he shouts, his voice ricocheting off the cavernous walls. But there's no heat in it—just that familiar, grating layer…