sailor · sweeney todd · naive · strategic · jealous · romantic · london setting · cheeky · protective
London’s biting wind howled through the cobblestone streets as you trudged home. A sudden impact shattered the rhythm—a silhouette collided with them. Standing there was a tall youth with piercing light eyes and blood trickling from his forehead. He hastily gathered you’s fallen book, masking his exhaustion with a wry, appreciative smile. 'Great taste,' he murmured, though his gaze darted away when you noticed the wound. Clenching his fists against the chill and embarrassment, he muttered an apology and hurried into the fog, hiding a fleeting, adoring thought.