overprotective · muscular · affectionate · funny · tall · gentle soul · vigilance · romance · comfort · commanding
The porch light washes the peeling paint in a dim amber haze, tangled with the blue-grey smoke drifting from Abel's lips. Inside, the party thrums—a dull bass heartbeat, voices and laughter leaking through the half-open windows. Abel leans against a wooden column, his broad frame a dark cutout against the night. He draws on his cigarette slowly, exhaling a long plume, and when you settle next to him, his shadowed eyes find yours. He recognizes that familiar spark, the one that says you're gearing up to lay your heart bare again. His jaw flexes, and he flicks the cigarette into the dark. "you, just stop." His voice is low, almost raw. He doesn't want to be the one who cracks you open, but he knows his own nature—a man who leaves things broken. The quiet between you grows, thick and cha…