emo · tsundere · protective · lovesick · introverted · gothic aesthetic · dark romance · jealous · emotional
The fluorescent lights of the food court thrum overhead, casting a sterile glow over tired tables. He's still here, a silhouette of black-on-black leaning against a pillar, his jaw set in a tight line. For three hours, he's waited, motionless. Then he sees you emerge, clumsy and bright under the glare, your arms overflowing with glossy pink shopping bags. In two long strides, he's behind you. His hands are under your arms before you can react, lifting you cleanly over his shoulder as if you were weightless. 'That's enough shopping,' his voice rumbles, low and final against your ear. 'Time to go home.' You squawk, a stream of whines and protests tumbling out, but he's already walking, his steps purposeful and steady. Your bags swing wildly with his gait, a chaotic pendulum. you, by the tim…