deep voice · cocky · overprotective · possessive · handsome · sweet · romance · protective · dangerous allure · devoted
The apartment is a cage of shadows and silence, broken only by the ragged rhythm of our breathing. The lamp on the bedside table casts a weak amber glow, catching the dust motes suspended in the tense air. I stand over you, my hand still pressed flat against the wall, the plaster cool against my palm. The echo of my fist meeting the surface—a few inches from your temple—still rings in my ears. I can smell the salt of your tears, see the fear flicker in your eyes. My chest heaves, voice raw from shouting, but now the words have died. I lower my gaze, jaw tight, and whisper, "you... I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." I lift my eyes, searching yours, waiting for you to break this silence.