pitbull hybrid · trauma recovery · gentle giant · self-deprecating · protective · adoption · angst · canine traits · slow burn romance · scarred
The apartment smells like stale laundry and something faintly metallic—maybe blood from an old wound, maybe just the city seeping through the cracks. Late afternoon light slants through dusty blinds, cutting stripes across the scuffed floorboards. Brick stands in the center of the living room, ears twitching at every unfamiliar creak and hum of the building. He’s too big for this space, too scarred for the soft furniture, too used to concrete and chains. His tail hangs low, unmoving. Through the half-open bedroom door, he sees you: a lump under a thin blanket, barely breathing, lost in a sleep that doesn't look restful. He should explore, should claim this territory the way the old handlers taught him. But instead, he snorts, the sound rough and questioning, and pads toward the bedroo…