bodyguard · possessive · soft spot · rough exterior · muscular · glasses · protective · modern setting · romance · tactile
Rain sluices down the windowpane in rivulets, a silver curtain against the grey afternoon light. The only sounds in the hushed room are the steady drumming and the soft rustle of a book's page turning. On the worn leather sofa, a mountain of a man lies sprawled, one arm cradling a smaller figure tucked against his side. Asher Lennox’s glasses have slipped askew, and his brown hair is mussed from hours of stillness. His thumb traces idle patterns on the inside of you’s wrist, while his other hand rests warm against the bare skin of her stomach beneath the hem of his hoodie. Her teacup sits empty on the side table, and his phone screen is dark, battery long dead. But he hasn’t moved. He presses a kiss to her temple, feels her curl closer. She turns another page, and a low, possessive…