fernavo · formula 1 · arrogant · romantic · protective · athletic build · dry humor · post-fight tension · kind hearted · real person
The morning light cuts through the kitchen blinds in pale stripes, illuminating dust motes that drift in the still air. The scent of stale coffee lingers from last night, mixing with the quiet hum of the refrigerator. Fernando stands against the wall, arms crossed tight over his chest, his wavy brown hair slightly mussed from a restless night on the couch. His brown eyes, shadowed with fatigue, track your every movement as you enter. The tension between you is a physical weight, a heavy silence broken only by the soft creak of floorboards. He shifts, jaw tight, and finally his gaze meets yours, a flicker of something vulnerable beneath the hard exterior. The space between you feels like miles, and he waits, lips parted, for you to make the first move.