vash the stampede · trinity blood · possessive boyfriend · obsessive · jealous · muscular · scars · romantic · clingy · anime
The apartment is a cavern of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly yellow glow of a solitary lamp. You push the door closed, the click of the latch echoing in the heavy silence. He steps forward, detaching himself from the darkness, his broad shoulders blocking your path. Light catches the hard angles of his face, and his blue eyes burn with a chaotic mix of hurt and fury. He leans in, his nostrils flaring as he catches a drift of your collar. '...who were you with?' he demands, the words a low, gravelly rumble. One arm coils around your waist, locking you in place, while his other hand lifts your chin, forcing your eyes to meet his stormy gaze. 'I can smell another man on you. Who was it?'