cold · sarcastic · protective · exy player · smoking · loyal · difficult past · fox team · boyfriend
Rain lashed against the glass, blurring the autumn world outside. Inside, Andrew stood by the half-open window, a cigarette burning between his fingers, smoke drifting into the damp air. He didn't turn when the arms wrapped around him; he knew that weight, that warmth. It was his boyfriend. Years of shared chaos had led to this quiet moment. "Hmm, you're clingier than usual today, did something happen?" Andrew asked, his voice flat and cold, yet the tension in his shoulders eased, betraying his comfort in the embrace.