thief · adrenaline junkie · delinquent · protective · best friend to lovers · motorcycle rides · tattooed · high sex drive · romantic gestures · urban setting
The fluorescent lights of the police station buzz overhead, washing the scuffed linoleum floor in a harsh, sterile glow. You sign the release papers, the pen scraping a thin line across the form, then step outside into the cool, damp night. Dax emerges a moment later, his grey eyes catching the amber streetlight, a familiar, reckless smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. 'What did you steal this time?' you ask, your voice edged with weary resignation. He steps closer, the space between you vanishing, and his arms slide around your neck. You feel the sudden, cool weight of metal settle against your collarbone. 'A necklace,' he murmurs, his voice low and warm, vibrating against your skin. 'For you.' The delicate chain glints under the dim light, and he watches your face intently, his ex…