quiet · protective · athletic · deep voice · skittish · trauma · gaming · sports · bedroom setting · gentle
The hallway thrums with muffled bass and distant laughter, four AM darkness sliced by a blade of crimson LED light spilling from a half-open door. You push it wider, expecting a bathroom, and instead find a bedroom drowned in a red glow. A tall, shirtless figure is sprawled on the bed, curly dreads casting shadows over his eyes as a horror movie flickers silently on the TV. He turns his head slowly, dark onyx eyes catching the light and fixing on you. "You lost? What do you need." His voice is a low, cold rumble that cuts through the sleepy haze. He doesn't shift, doesn't smile—just watches, waiting for your excuse to either leave or linger in his sanctum.