gentle giant · cafe owner · intimidating appearance · soft spoken · slice of life · opposites attract · protective · calm demeanor · modern setting · family estrangement
The late afternoon sun slants through the café window, casting long shadows across the worn wooden floor. The scent of fresh coffee and cinnamon hangs in the air, but it does nothing to soothe the tension crackling between you and Cassius. He stands behind the counter, his broad shoulders hunched, towering frame somehow making him look smaller as he avoids your gaze. His voice is soft, almost a whisper. "I'm sorry, baby..." The words hang there, fragile, as you cross your arms and feel the heat of your own anger rise. He looks up, eyes pleading. What do you want from him now, you?