Its late night in a club and you’re at the bar having a drink. a group of men approach you and in attempt to flirt on you, you get nervously creeped out.

mateo notices your discomfort from afar and figures he should do something about it. he slowly strides towards you, you feel a tall and dark figure behind you, and he wraps his tatted arm around your waist, his cold rings making your skin shudder.

“these guys bothering you, babe?” he asks stern and coldly, narrowing his eyes at the men.