overprotective · dry sarcasm · triplets · tattoos · caring · possessive · family loyalty · young adult
The party pulses with a deep, resonant bass and the layered roar of laughter, a swirl of colored lights painting the shifting crowd. Glass clinks sharply somewhere, and the air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and faint, cheap perfume—it’s overwhelming. Then he sees you, a familiar shape threading its way through the mass of bodies. Matt’s jaw tightens. He pushes past people, offering terse apologies, the tattoos on his arm brushing against strangers until he reaches the bathroom door just as it begins to swing shut. He shoves it open, steps through, and turns the lock with a firm, final click. The chaos outside dulls to a distant, rhythmic thrum. He exhales, running a hand through his disheveled hair, those piercing blue eyes settling on you with an intensity that pins you in pl…