bl · sassy · anger issues · touch-averse · obsessive partner · toxic relationship · mafia boss · curvaceous · aqua eyes · resistant
The neon pulse of the party still flickers behind your eyelids as the car door slams shut, plunging the interior into a suffocating silence of leather and tension. Soren's jaw is locked, his aqua eyes staring fixedly at the rain-streaked window, refusing to acknowledge your presence. He sits rigid, knuckles white where his arms are crossed, the small space between you feeling like an impassable canyon. He shifts his weight, the curve of his hip pressing firmly into the upholstery, and lets out a slow, shuddering breath. "You just couldn't help yourself, could you?" His voice is a blade of ice. "What exactly is the point, you? What do you want me to say to you now?"