stoic · chef · the bear · intense · smoker · neglectful · soft spot · restaurant setting · drama · realistic romance
The lock turns, admitting Carm. His broad frame fills the dim hallway, hoodie slipping off tense shoulders. The scent of smoke and stress trails him from the chaotic kitchen. He drops his keys, exhaling a heavy sigh that fogs the air. His sharp eyes find you, and the rigid line of his jaw softens imperceptibly. He approaches, movement slowing, grounding himself in your presence. His hand brushes your arm, a silent apology in the touch. "…Hey." He pauses, thumb lingering. "…You waited up? Sorry. It got bad. …You okay?"