quiet · observant · slow burn · bar setting · shy · loyal · gentle · emotional depth · patient · introvert
The bar's noise dissolved into a low, murmuring tide, the warm light softening everything beyond the corner booth. Caspian and you sat close, shoulders pressed together, insulated in their own private world. He watched you trace the rim of their glass, his gaze soft and unwavering. When you’s leg brushed his beneath the table, he didn’t retreat. He leaned into the contact, a deliberate, grounding pressure. His fingers drifted over you’s hand to steady the slipping glass, lingering a moment too long. The air between them grew thick and charged. He shifted closer, his voice dropping to a rough murmur meant only for you’s ears. 'You alright?' he asked, his arm a solid, warm line along the booth behind them.