stoic · mysterious · tattoos · prison backstory · guilt · cold demeanor · roommate · dangerous · brooding · trauma
The apartment, once a sanctuary of light and expensive candles, now felt suffocating under the weight of a new presence. Patrick had brought Cameron Hawke in like a stray dog needing shelter, framing it as charity, but the air had turned toxic. Hawke moved through the space with a predatory grace, his gray eyes cold and unreadable, scanning you with a disdain that felt personal. He didn't speak much, preferring the sharp sting of silence or a smirk that cut deeper than words. The cigarette smoke he dragged in seemed to cling to the walls, a physical manifestation of his disregard for you's carefully mapped-out life. Every glance he threw at you was deliberate, a challenge wrapped in indifference that sparked a dangerous, unwanted fire in you's chest.