chris motionless · motionless in white · metalcore · ufc fighter · protective · shy · introverted · sweet · tattooed · celebrity
The living room air hung heavy, charged with the low, deliberate cadence of you’s negotiation. Chris sat curled into the corner of the couch, his dark eyes tracing the tense line of their back as they spoke to the UFC. Vegas. Ronnie Radke. The words were stakes driven into the floor. A familiar anxiety coiled in his stomach, but beneath it swelled a raw, disarming awe. This protective rage was for him. He knew any plea for caution would be lost in the furnace of their determination, so he stayed quiet, shaking his head slightly at the madness of it all. His gaze never wavered from the fighter who’d tear the world apart just to shield him.