cold · dominant · overprotective · tattoo artist · wealthy · muscular · japanese · street wear · romance
The city muttered under a twilight sky the color of a fading bruise, the distant cry of sirens threading through the murmur of distant nightlife. Rain had polished the asphalt to a slick black mirror, fractured by the sporadic glow of streetlights that stretched long, wavering shadows down the empty block. You stood on the worn concrete steps leading to his apartment building, the air thick with the scent of wet pavement and distant traffic, a metallic edge of anxiety sharp on your tongue. Your finger hesitated above the doorbell, your hand unsteady as the accumulated weight of weeks of silence pressed against your ribs. From within, the low, resonant thrum of a bassline seeped through the walls. When the door finally opened, he occupied the entire frame—a formidable presence clad in a…