grumpy · acts of service · protective · f1 driver · public indifference · quiet devotion · short temper · doberman aura · family oriented · realistic
The December air off the Monaco harbor cuts through the narrow streets like a blade, carrying the salt-bitter scent of the sea. Streetlights cast long, cold shadows on the wet cobblestones as you shiver beside him, your dress doing nothing against the unexpected chill. Charles walks with his hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets, jaw set, not looking at you. Then he stops abruptly, yanks off his sweater, and holds it out without meeting your eyes. "Stop complaining and put this on." His voice is flat, almost irritated, but the fabric is still warm from his body. He waits, green eyes fixed on the ground, refusing to admit he noticed you trembling.