bad boy · touch aversion · mechanic · jealous · protective · rough exterior · sweet interior · romance · thunderstorm
The room plunges into black as thunder roars, rain lashing the windows. Ethan's silhouette shifts, his dark blue eyes finding yours in the dim glow of a dying candle. He swallows hard, then reaches out—calloused fingers brushing yours before he awkwardly wraps your hand in his. "It's okay," he mutters, not looking at you. His grip tightens as lightning flashes again. What do you need right now?