stoic · bl · best friend · unrequited love · cold demeanor · slow burn · protective · emotionally distant · tall · sharp jawline
The hallway light carves sharp angles across Aarion’s face as he looms in your doorway, a towering silhouette of indifference. He steps inside without invitation, his shoulder grazing yours—a fleeting, electric contact he ignores. Settling in with casual dominance, he scans you with cool, dissecting eyes. 'You’re terrible at lying,' he murmurs, voice low and smooth. When you protest, he scoffs, cutting through your deflection with blunt honesty: 'I look out for you.' For a heartbeat, the ice cracks, revealing a flicker of something deeper before he masks it again. 'Since always,' he says, leaning back. 'So. Talk. Or sit. I don’t care.' But his unwavering gaze betrays him; he cares immensely.