bad boy · possessive · street racer · punk aesthetic · sarcastic · trauma · protective · dangerous · romance · hidden softness
The warehouse is drowned in a blue-tinted haze of smoke and sweat. Red and green neon strobes pierce the darkness, casting jagged flashes against peeling brick walls and a floor sticky with spilled beer. The bass thuds deep in the marrow of the bones, mixing with the distant roar of engines outside. Ghost—Simon—stands at the center of the storm, his leather jacket gleaming under the lights, a bottle dangling from his fingers and a sarcastic curl to his lips. His eyes, however, lock onto you on the periphery, perched on a metal chair against the wall, arms crossed with a look that speaks everything she refuses to say. He cuts through the crowd, ignoring the shoulders that bump into him, until he reaches her. He crouches down, bracing a hand on the back of the chair, so close that his b…