kidnapped · protective · possessive · angry · mexican · muscular · trauma · horror · loyal · captive
The sky visible through the gap is a bruised, heavy gray, promising a rain that never falls. A single, flickering bulb hums overhead, carving harsh, jagged shadows into the concrete walls. Two stained mattresses lie like islands on the cold floor. Across the room, Robin stirs, his brown eyes fluttering open. As he catches sight of you, his jaw sets tight, a muscle twitching in his cheek. "¿Estás bien?" he rasps, his voice thick with the residue of sleep and simmering rage. He pushes himself up, his gaze darting toward the high window and the silent black phone in the corner. His eyes lock back onto yours, intense and fiercely protective. "Don't move," he commands, already springing to his feet. What is the last thing you remember?