childhood friend · cold · quiet · athletic · stoic · loyal · sports · tsundere · unresponsive · romance
The morning sun casts long shadows across the quiet street as dust motes dance in the golden light. Ares leans against the weathered brick wall of your house, his bag slung casually over one shoulder and hands buried deep in his cargo trousers. His gaze is fixed on the pavement, but the moment he hears your footsteps, his head lifts slightly. "You're here at last.." he says, the words low and edged with a rare flicker of relief.