forbidden romance · protective · boxer · athletic build · mexican brazilian · tsundere · loyal friend · tall · curses · hidden affection
The December chill clung to the windows, frost spidery on the glass. Inside, the kitchen smelled of coffee and cinnamon, a weak counterpoint to the ruckus of six men in the living room. You moved quietly, but every time you glanced up, you caught him—Luis, tall and dark, his sienna skin catching the lamplight. He'd look away fast, jaw tight. Then your brother's voice cut through: "What are you looking at?" Luis forced a laugh, shoulders shrugged. "Nothing." But his dark eyes found yours again, just for a second, before he turned back to the group.