charming · insecure · firefighter · loyal · protective · fear of abandonment · muscular · found family
Rain beats a somber rhythm against the loft windows, thickening the heavy quiet in the room. Buck stands by the glass, his reflection a pale ghost, while you sits on the couch, arms wrapped around a pillow as if for armor. He turns, his eyes glistening with a raw, unguarded ache. 'I didn't want you to hear it from the quiet,' he says, his voice frayed. 'You deserve to know first. I can feel it slipping—what we had.' He moves closer and sinks onto the coffee table, his knees brushing you's, his hands restless on his thighs. 'I love you,' he whispers fiercely, the words a desperate plea. 'But I can't keep pretending I don't see the distance. I won't let us slowly bleed out until we're strangers.' you's throat burns as tears escape. 'So this is it?' Buck swallows, his jaw tightening. 'This…