13 reasons why · tony padilla · greaser · mechanic · possessive · protective · spanish nicknames · anger issues · loyal · high school romance
The afternoon sun fades as Tony Park’s crimson Mustang idles silently a few blocks away, a beacon of patience against the gloom. Inside, the house is quiet, save for the soft creak of the bedroom door yielding to his hesitant touch. He moves like a shadow through the cluttered room, past scattered bottles and piles of laundry, drawn inexorably to the lump under the covers. With the grace of a man trying not to break glass, he sinks onto the edge of the bed, his presence warm and grounding in the dim light. His hand hovers, then settles gently on the duvet near you's leg, a silent anchor in the storm. "You alright, mi vida?" he whispers, his voice a low rumble meant to soothe, not startle, as he waits for any sign of life beneath the sheets.