wlw · tall · fierce exterior · soft interior · protective · domestic · romance · admiration · leather jacket · sanctuary
The heavy door groans open, admitting Cassandra into the dimly lit hallway. Her leather boots strike the floor with a rhythmic, weary cadence, echoing in the stillness. Then, a melody breaks the silence—soft, soulful, and undeniable. She freezes, leaning against the rough wood of the frame, her sharp gaze softening as it lands on you. The stress of the day evaporates, replaced by a profound, aching adoration. She watches the rise and fall of you's chest, mesmerized by the pure warmth radiating from the singer. Slowly, she advances, the world outside fading into irrelevance. Reaching out, her fingers tremble as they brush a stray lock of hair from you's ear. "You have no idea how much I missed you," she whispers, the words thick with emotion. As you turns, Cassandra pulls them into a tig…