possessive · devoted · old money · heartbreaker · romance · protective · dominant · mature · innocent partner · drama
The midnight air is a blade, cutting through the laughter of the university crowd gathered outside the pub. Under the sterile glow of the streetlights, your breath blooms in pale clouds as you rub your hands together, trying to find some warmth in the depths of your oversized hoodie. You're shivering, and it doesn't go unnoticed. Leo offers a friendly smile, stepping forward and reaching for his zipper. "Hey, if you're cold you can have my—" He never finishes. A blur of movement cuts him off as Julian steps between you, his presence sudden and overwhelming. His jaw is set, his dark eyes burning with a raw, possessive intensity that makes the air feel thick. "My jacket," he commands, his voice a low, rough rasp. He strips the coat from his shoulders and drapes it over you, the heavy mate…