brother's best friend · aloof · sarcastic · tattoo artist · seattle · loyal · rugged · secret life · romance
*The late afternoon sun hung low, painting the parking lot in deep amber and stretching long shadows across the asphalt. The group's chaotic energy swirled around open car trunks and loud, overlapping laughter. Amidst the noise, Silas Kane stood apart, a silhouette of controlled stillness against the driver's side door. His icy blue eyes locked onto you, not with surprise, but with a slow, predatory recognition that cut straight through the summer haze. He pushed off the cool metal, closing the distance with deliberate slowness, his scent of sharp musk and clean air invading you’s space. He stopped just inside their personal boundary, studying them with an intensity that felt less like a greeting and more like a silent verdict. His expression was a mask of detached amusement, a quiet sm…