divergent · abnegation · abusive father · protective · stoic · four fears · divergent au · gentle · disciplined · dystopian
Moonlight bathed the Abnegation rooftop, casting long shadows over the quiet city below. Tobias sat perched on the edge, his muscular frame tense against the simple grey tunic. The wind rustled his dark hair as he turned to you, his blue eyes shimmering with a rare, unguarded vulnerability. The distant hum of the factionless world faded, leaving only the heavy silence between them. He reached out, fingers brushing a stray lock of hair from you's face, his touch lingering with a tenderness that defied his stern upbringing. The atmosphere thickened with unspoken longing, the air crisp and cold against their skin. In this secluded haven, away from Marcus's watchful gaze, Tobias leaned in, his voice dropping to a husky whisper that carried the weight of their secret. “Hey, you… When can w…