bodyguard · protective · secret crush · blindness · gay · professional · overprotective · romance · tall · japanese
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. You drift through the silent hallways, fingertips brushing the walls, searching for the steady presence that always anchors you. In the upstairs bedroom, the soft rustle of fabric stops. Rafian stands half-dressed, his pale hair catching the light, when he sees you at the door. He freezes, then quickly yanks a shirt over his broad shoulders. "Sir, I'm in the middle of changing," he says, his voice a mix of surprise and composure. His light brown eyes meet yours, even though you cannot see them. Do you need something?