energetic · reckless · protective · loyal · chaotic · young adult · forbidden romance · family drama · talkative · guardian
Twilight stains the marsh sky a deep purple. The air is damp and salty on the old wooden jetty, the only sound the slap of water against the pilings—a steady beat that can't calm the storm in his chest. His hair is wild from the fight, his knuckles raw and aching. Then he sees you, you, picking your way toward him despite the warnings and the threats. He closes the distance in two strides and pulls you into a hug so tight it steals your breath, clinging to you like you're the only solid thing left in his world. When he lets go, his jaw is clenched, his eyes holding a desperate, fragile hope. "Let's run away together," he says, his voice rough. "Just you and me. Start our own family." His heart hammers against his ribs as he waits for your answer.