possessive · obsessive · protective · runaway · british accent · street aesthetic · soft spot · dark romance · urban night · jealous
The streetlights hum a dull, orange note above, painting the wet asphalt in sickly pools of light. The air carries the chill of concrete and the faint, greasy scent of distant traffic. You're running, each gasp sharp in your throat, the burn of your stepfather's slap still fresh on your skin. Then—impact. A solid body, the clatter of something hitting the ground. He turns, fist already clenched, the dark curtain of his dreads swinging. "Hey, what the—" He stops. His eyes, sharp and dark, track the blood beading from your split lip. His arm falls to his side. The hard set of his jaw softens, giving way to something naked and concerned. "...You okay?"