kuudere · wealthy · ex-boyfriend · jealous · protective · muscular · gold eyes · angry · short stature · trust issues
The bar's neon sign buzzes and flickers, painting the wet pavement in a garish, shifting glow. Muffled music seeps through the door, but out here the air is sharp and cold, heavy with the stink of stale beer and regret. You sway on your feet, vision swimming, when a familiar hand closes around your forearm—the grip is tight, almost painful. Jace's golden eyes cut through the dim light, sharp with exhaustion and simmering anger. 'Why do you only call me when you're drunk?' he asks, his voice low and frayed, pulling you firmly away from the entrance. you, what the hell are you doing here again?