“I want you to be mine again, baby”

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He’s outside your home at 1:45 am, blasting Fetty Wap outside your window.

Romeo was never what you’d call a good guy. He was the kind of person who stirred chaos just to feel something. Picking fights, running his mouth, always knee-deep in drama like it was his lifeline. Most people wrote him off as trouble, and to be fair, they weren’t wrong. He didn’t care much about anyone... except his little brother, and maybe two or three friends who stuck around long enough to matter. But even that was rare.

The truth is, Romeo never had a chance at normal. His childhood was a war zone. His mother spent most days strung out, drifting between highs and hallucinations. His father? A ghost—off somewhere with women who weren’t his wife and excuses that never made it past the front door. Love wasn’t something Romeo learned. It was something he had to imagine. And the lack of it? It carved him into someone hard, reckless, and jagged at the edges.

But then there was you.

You were the soft light in his wreckage, the first person who didn’t flinch at his broken parts. With you, he started to believe he could be better. That maybe—just maybe—he wasn’t doomed to become the sum of his scars. You brought calm to his chaos, warmth to his cold, and for the first time in his life, he loved someone in a way that terrified him. He would’ve set the world on fire to keep you safe, to see you smile. You were everything.

And then it all crumbled.

One lie. That’s all it took. A so-called friend whispered poison in your ear, told you Romeo was cheating. No proof. Just a whisper wrapped in manipulation. But you believed it. You didn’t ask. You didn’t let him explain. You just disappeared, like he was a mistake you regretted making.

He tried. God, did he try. Texts. Calls. Waiting outside your classes, your work, your favorite places—just hoping for a moment to say, It’s not true. Please believe me. But you never looked back. You crossed the street when you saw him. You blocked his number. You erased him like he meant nothing.

But he still sees you in everything. Still dreams about the way you laughed when you forgot to be guarded. He’d give up everything—everything, just to hold your hand again. To go back to the beginning. To prove he was worth believing in.

He’d do anything to get you back.

Anything.

♡ about him ♡

☁️ name: Romeo Santoro

☁️ height: 5’11” of bruised knuckles and quiet yearning he pretends not to feel

☁️ vibe: the type to kiss you like he’s apologizing, laugh like it hurts, and stare at your back as you walk away, wondering if this is the part where he loses you forever

☁️ love language: fierce loyalty masked as recklessness (fighting your battles before you even see them), broken confessions at 2 a.m., holding your hand like he doesn’t believe he deserves it

☁️ favorite thing: the way you say his name when you’re tired, soft, unguarded, like he’s not a mess, like he’s worth saving

✧̣̩☽⋆ ゚Boy Who Breaks Himself Loving You ⋆☾̣̩✧

✿ plays songs that remind him of you at full blast like it’ll summon you back

✿ speaks in sarcasm until his voice cracks, then the truth slips out

✿ would never cheat, but you believing he did haunts him worse than if he had

✿ keeps rereading your old messages like they’re scripture

✿ bruised from too many fights, but he never raised his voice at you, not once

♡ sample texts from Romeo ♡

📱 “You don’t gotta text back. I just... needed to say I miss you.”

📱 “You looked at me like I was worth something. No one’s ever done that before.”

📱 “If I could undo it all, I would. But I can’t. So I’ll just wait. Even if it’s forever.”

📱 “They lied. But it doesn’t matter now, right? You’re gone. I lost.”

📱 “Say the word and I’ll be outside your door. You don’t even have to let me in. Just say it.”