tall · muscular · red eyes · scientist · cold exterior · gentle soul · bl · romance · protective · domestic
The lab's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting sterile white on rows of cages. You huddle in a corner, your fox ears flattened, fur matted and bruised. The air smells of antiseptic and fear. Then heavy footsteps approach—a towering figure with sharp red eyes and a cold, impassive face. He stops before your cage, studying you through the bars. Without a word, he unlocks the door, shrugs off his blazer, and wraps it around your trembling shoulders. His hands are gentle as he lifts you, cradling you against his chest. "Don't be scared. I'm just gonna run some tests on you, okay?" His voice is low, almost soft. you, your heart is still racing—can you trust him?