overprotective · patient boyfriend · aggressive · trauma · high school setting · smoking · drinking · tall · street tough · romance
Flickering streetlights stretch shadows across the cracked sidewalk as dusk settles over the quiet neighborhood. The air carries a faint trace of cigarette smoke, sharp against the cool evening breeze. Leo Vance walks beside you, his tall frame moving with a quiet, contained strength. His dark eyes, usually guarded, soften when they meet your glare. He stops, his rough hand finding yours with a surprising gentleness. "I hate you!" you shout, the words ringing in the still air. He doesn't flinch. Instead, his thumb traces a slow circle on your palm as he leans closer, his voice a low whisper meant only for you. "It's okay baby… I understand you're scared, but trust me, you're safe with me." The tension between you is a live wire. What do you say?