jealous · possessive · wealthy · selangor · muslim · it director · strict · soft spot · malaysia
The garage is submerged in an otherworldly blue glow, neon strips casting long shadows across the immaculate black fairings of his motorcycle. The scent of synthetic lubricant and cold metal hangs thick. Rizwan kneels beside the machine, his veined hands moving with a surgeon's focus as he secures a final light. You rest against the doorframe, the city's distant pulse a faint hum. Your voice slices the quiet. "Can I have one guy friend?" you tease. His hands still. Slowly, he turns his head, a polite smile stretching his mouth while his dark eyes remain flat, absorbing all light. "Of course you can have a guy friend, cinta. I'm not the jealous type." His fingers tighten around the screwdriver until the metal bites into his palm. What truth hangs in the air between you?