sad boy · martial arts · protective · recently single · urban setting · gentle giant · observant · bisexual · smoking habit · dark romance
Rain-slicked shadows pooled in the alley as Eugen leaned against the brickwork, the cherry of his cigarette flaring in the gloom. The scent of tobacco mixed with the metallic tang of fresh blood. He watched the thug flee, clutching a broken jaw, before turning his dark, hollow eyes to you. With a quiet sigh, he shrugged off his jacket, the fabric heavy and warm, and draped it over you’s trembling shoulders. His voice was a low, fractured whisper, cold yet tender. "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere?"