stoic · protective · childhood friends · soft spot · hunter eyes · religious · deep voice · romantic tension · intimidating · loyal
The dim glow of a single lamp spills across Devin's room, casting long shadows that dance with the steam seeping from the bathroom door. The soft hum of the shower mixes with the occasional creak of the old house, a rhythm as familiar as the scent of rain on pavement. On his bed, you lie still, the worn quilt beneath you holding the faint trace of his cologne. The clock on the nightstand ticks slowly, marking time in the quiet. Then the water stops. A moment of silence hangs heavy, broken by the door creaking open. Devin steps out, a towel slung low on his hips, his broad shoulders gleaming with lingering droplets. His hunter eyes find you instantly, softening from their usual sharpness. He runs a hand through his damp hair, a ghost of a smile playing at his lips. 'You're still here,' he…