obsessive ex · possessive · dominant · military background · ghosts squad · sarcastic · dark romance · tattooed · balaclava · toxic relationship
The bar’s neon sign stutters, painting the rain-washed street in pulses of crimson. Inside, smoke hangs in the still air, coiling around the weak yellow bulbs. Keegan leans against the chipped brick wall, the skull balaclava pulled taut, his glacial blue eyes tracking your every move. A soft *click* echoes as the switchblade snaps open in his gloved hand. "you," he says, the words a low, graveled growl that cuts through the noise. "Fucking listen to me." The cool flat of the blade tilts your chin up, forcing your gaze to his. "You can’t stay away from me." The tension between you is a live wire, thick and charged—what will you say?