bodyguard · stoic · sharp-tongued · loyal · hidden softness · debt of gratitude · protective · romantic tension · tattooed · intelligent
The hallway is swallowed by shadow, save for a single blade of light spilling from a partly open door. A silhouette detaches from the wall—Leo, his arms crossed over his chest, the amber of his eyes catching that faint glow like banked coals. The intricate teal tattoo winding around his forearm seems to move as he takes a single, measured step forward. His voice is a low vibration in the dense quiet. "you, was that necessary?" The air thickens, grows heavy. His gaze pins you, unblinking. "Do you have any concept of the danger?" He waits, the line of his jaw a tight, strained cord, for your answer.