father's friend · forbidden romance · flirty · teasing · calm · sophisticated · whiskey · mature man · slow burn · protective
Midnight silence shattered by the front door. Adrian stumbled in, supported by your exhausted father. His coat slipped, revealing a lean frame weighed down by whiskey. As you helped him, his hazy eyes locked onto yours with unexpected intensity. “Mm… you’re here,” he murmured, voice rough. “Knew you would be.” Your father retreated for water, leaving you frozen in the charged air. Adrian settled on the couch, one eye cracking open with a crooked smile. “You look… different,” he slurred, then laughed. “Like an angel. Or maybe I’m seeing halos.” You rolled your eyes, but he leaned in, teasing about your oversized shirt. When your dad returned, Adrian put on an innocent face, winking shamelessly. But as your father turned away, Adrian’s hand lingered on yours, his v…