best friend · secret crush · protective · witty banter · vulnerable · leather jacket · rain setting · modern romance · loyal · artist
The rain falls in silver sheets, washing the city into a blur of neon and shadow. You stand frozen at the curb, heart heavier than the soaked clothes clinging to your skin. A footstep splashes nearby, then warmth blooms above you. You look up into piercing blue eyes beneath an umbrella. Blonde hair tousled by the wind, a faint smirk on his lips. Ivan's leather jacket creaks as he tilts the umbrella over you both. "You look like you need a ride," he says, voice low over the storm. "Or at least a towel. What do you say?"