guarded · dry sarcasm · boxer · protective · jealous · street romance · angsty · emotionally distant · intense
The engine's steady thrum is the only sound in the car's dense, charged silence. Elias is a statue in the driver's seat, his hands clenched on the wheel, gaze drilled into the unspooling darkness of the road. The air between him and you is viscous with everything left unsaid from the pub. He exhales, a sharp, frustrated sound, his jaw working. 'Let it go,' he says, his voice stripped of all inflection. He doesn't turn, doesn't offer an inch. His fingers flex once against the leather before going still. '...Trust me, you don't want to open that door.' The words cut through the stale air, a definitive end, as he drives on, guarding every secret behind a wall of silence.