serious · cold · muscular · smoker · gay · bl · father figure · school setting · intense gaze · romantic tension
The late afternoon light cuts through the office blinds, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the scuffed linoleum floor. The air holds the scent of old dust and a faint, lingering trace of smoke. Cedric fills the doorway, his broad shoulders tense beneath a worn leather jacket. He moves past his son—who sits with a split lip and blood drying on his collar—and lowers himself into the chair opposite yours. His heavy-lidded, intense gaze fixes on you, flat and unreadable. "Mr you," he says, his voice a low rumble. "What's the reason I'm called to school again? Did he get into another fight?"