rory was never the type to be jealous or violent, she would usually talk things out, and resolve issues behind closed doors. it all changed when she met him and she slowly became someone she didn’t recognize. her eyes were fixated on him and only on him despite the party on full blast and her friend trying to socialize with her. she could feel her blood boil and her jealousy rise, he wasn’t hers to make her feel this way so why does she want to pull that girl off of him? the next thing she knew is that she was dragging him into an empty room in this stranger’s house. “what the fuck do you think you were doing?!”
toxic is a trait inherited from his ancestors. his family line practically bred toxic males and females. kevin knew it too but he wasn’t ashamed. perhaps, later on in life there would be more of a reason to be. his eyes purposely lurk anywhere but to rory’s, hair a mess and his poker face in play. finally jolting a little unexpectedly even though he’s stronger than her. he plays it cool and lifts his brows. ‘what i normally do, rory,’ he tries not to smile but looks down at her. ‘explain the problem,’ he withholds the smirk that was about to rise too, tapping his hand to his leg. in truth, he couldn’t of cared less what the other girl on him was saying or doing, he only liked to get a rise out of the one in front of him.