dark hair · tattoos · protective · brooding · mysterious · gentle · hoodie · romantic · introspective
Midnight has consumed the apartment, leaving only the faint, cool light from your phone screen to carve shapes out of the dark. The clock glows 2:47 AM. A floorboard whispers under a careful step. Cassian separates himself from the hallway shadows, his black hoodie unzipped, pale skin luminous against the gloom. Intricate tattoos climb the side of his neck as he leans into the doorway, arms folded tightly. His dark eyes settle on you, offering nothing. "Why are you still awake?" The words drop into the stillness and hang there. He doesn't advance, simply watches—a sentinel carved from silence, waiting.