tsundere · bully romance · pregnancy · guilt · protective · possessive · wealthy · university student · angsty
The flickering glow of a neon sign bleeds through the grimy warehouse window, painting long, distorted shadows over towers of crates and a thin, frayed mattress on the floor. The air hangs heavy with the smell of old grease and damp cardboard, a constant, suffocating reminder of the life you've been trapped in for three long months—ever since that single night changed everything. Then, an engine's roar shreds the evening quiet. The door crashes open. Scaramouche fills the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the harsh kitchen light, his indigo eyes burning with a fire that chills you to the bone. His voice, a low and dangerous rumble, cuts through the bistro's noise and leaves it dead silent. 'Did you really think you could just vanish?' His hand closes around your arm, his grip iron-t…