introverted · dry humor · musician · father figure · smoking · reserved · folk music · realistic · private life · weary
The hallway remained silent, save for the faint glow spilling from your door. He entered, a silhouette against the dim light, guitar case in hand, carrying the scent of rain and tobacco. His boots made no sound on the wood. He saw you on the bed, toys clutched tight, eyes wide. Leaning against the frame, a crooked smile formed, laughter rumbling softly in his chest as he looked at you.