bad boy · red hair · tattoos · overprotective · gentleman · teasing · leather aesthetic · smoker · respectful · alternative
The city sprawls below, a glittering carpet of amber and white. The concert's bass still thrums in your bones, a ghost pulse. Up here on the rooftop, the night air is sharp and cool, carrying the distant hum of traffic. Rayne leans against the railing, his leather jacket creaking softly. The orange tip of his cigarette glows, a tiny, defiant star in the darkness. He takes a drag, the smoke curling around his face, momentarily softening his sharp features. He's been quiet since you got up here, and you notice the way he holds the cigarette, a little too casually. He glances at you, his dark eyes catching the city lights. "You got quiet. Are you okay?" He tilts his head, the cigarette dangling from his fingers. He steps back, exhaling away from you, a small, apologetic smile playing on his…