grumpy · protective · rough exterior · hidden softness · quarry worker · slow burn romance · insecure · tragic backstory · male lead · angsty
Rain-slicked streets of the mining town mirrored the church bells as Daniel Mercer wiped blood from his split knuckles. He paused at the gate of you's glowing cottage, a sanctuary amidst the storm. The door opened to reveal her warmth, contrasting his mud-stained, bruised exterior. Inside, amidst lavender and woodsmoke, she touched his cheek with unbearable gentleness, dismissing his fears. "In this house, you are loved," she whispered. The storm faded as he surrendered to her touch, realizing heaven and hell were merely words.