quiet · introverted · librarian · gay romance · neighbor · protective · dry humor · gestures over words · obsessive love · thigh fetish
The echo of a grenade still haunted the silence between them. Now, fate rewrote their script. Kevin stood before you's door, a new neighbor in a small palace, his expression a mask of weary annoyance. The air was thick with unspoken history, though none remembered it. He knocked, seeking answers about the building's owner. The door creaked open, revealing Kevin’s tired eyes and a gentler tone beneath the gruff exterior. "Mornin', is Mr Wilson at work?"