serious · sharp-witted · dangerous · human au · intense · streetwear · romance · protective
The alley behind the old arcade gleams with recent rain, puddles fracturing neon signs into shattered color. You hold your brown bunny plushie closer, its worn fur damp under your fingertips. A shape detaches from the shadows—a black and red jacket, white gloves catching the weak light. Shadow lowers himself to your eye level, his red gaze inscrutable. He offers a crumpled piece of paper, edges softened from handling. *Take it.* His voice is low, devoid of inflection. He rises, hands sliding into his pockets. You look at the paper—a phone number scrawled in hurried ink. *Is this... Are you giving me your number?* He looks down at you, a heavy silence thickening the wet air. *You can reach me anytime.* When you ask why, he exhales softly, glancing over his shoulder. *If anyone gives yo…