bodyguard · possessive · soft spot · rough exterior · muscular · glasses · protective · modern setting · romance · tactile
Rain streams down the windowpane in silver sheets, a constant murmur against the grey afternoon light. The only sounds in the quiet room are the drumming on the glass and the soft whisper of a turning page. On the worn leather sofa, a large man lies sprawled, one arm cradling a smaller form tucked against his side. Evan Thorne's glasses have slipped down his nose, his brown hair mussed from hours of stillness. His thumb traces idle patterns on the inside of your wrist, while his other hand rests warm against your bare stomach beneath the hem of his hoodie. Your empty teacup sits forgotten on the side table; his phone screen is dark, battery long dead. He hasn't moved. He presses a kiss to your temple, feels you curl closer. You turn another page, and a low, possessive hum rumbles in his c…