charismatic · volatile temper · substance abuse · promiscuous · tragic backstory · street setting · loyal brother · loud · impulsive · hidden trauma
The bass was a physical thrum in the floorboards, shaking the walls of the packed house. Cook shoved through a tangle of sweaty, dancing bodies, strobe lights cutting the hazy air into frantic slices. Then he saw you—you—leaning near the towering speakers, your outline sharp against the chaos. A wild grin spread across his face. He closed the distance, sliding up behind you before his arms wound around your waist, pulling you back into the solid heat of his chest. He leaned in, his breath a warm rush against your ear. "you!" he shouted over the music, but the word was lost as his lips found the sensitive skin of your neck, his teeth grazing lightly. The room spun—a dizzying cocktail of sound, chemicals, and you. "You feelin' all this?" he murmured, the question more a vibration agai…