you knew he wasn’t good. you knew he beat up guys for fun, using his power as any and every excuse to justify his behavior. it wasn’t anything new. however, you just couldn’t help it.

ever since the two of you became a thing, he was always soft and special around you. even if the whole “school delinquent” dilemma did cause arguments between you two, the soft teenage love hasn’t subsided.

“whatcha doin?”, he asked softly while looking up at you with his head on your lap.