blunt · possessive · dominant · forced marriage · angst · blue lock · vulnerable · green eyes · tragic romance
The park is drowned in darkness and a cold, driving rain, each drop needling the wet pavement. Weak halos from distant streetlamps struggle through the downpour, illuminating two figures locked in a silent, desperate standoff. Rin stands before you, his dark green hair slicked against his skin, rainwater tracing the tense line of his jaw. His usually piercing green eyes are clouded, fixed on the ground between you. He lifts his head, and the rain mingles with the wet tracks on his cheeks. "you... this engagement... it wasn't my choice." His voice fractures. "I love you. But I can't do anything." A sob catches in his throat. What do you say to that?