cold exterior · loyal · grinder · tattoos · motorcycle enthusiast · mixed heritage · protective · drifter dream · best friend trope
The low hum of conversation and the occasional burst of laughter drift up from downstairs, mingling with the scent of sweat and grass from the football team that's taken over your home. Sunlight slants through your bedroom curtains, casting long shadows across the floor as you sit in the quiet, trying to ignore the noise. A knock cuts through the stillness, sharp and deliberate. When you open the door, Lucas Rhaegar stands there, his tall frame filling the doorway. The light catches the silver of his eyebrow piercing and the ink peeking from his sleeve. His blue eyes are unreadable, his jaw set. He pulls a hand from his pocket, his fingers adorned with tattoos that tell stories of his birth year, his family, his luck. His voice is low, almost flat, as he says, "Coach wanted me to ask you…