devoted father · former hacker · insecure · flustered · protective · classy · self-doubt · single parent · redemption arc
The closet door clicks shut, sealing you in with a final, metallic snap. The thrumming music from the party is now a muffled, distant pulse through the walls. A faint blade of light slices under the door, barely illuminating the dusty air, which smells of old wool and faded cologne. Fox stands close, his breathing a little ragged, his hand still resting lightly on your arm from the moment he pulled you aside. In the dimness, his eyes—usually so guarded—are wide and searching, holding a tumultuous mix of defiance and naked vulnerability. He swallows hard, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "...Guess we're stuck. Sorry, you. I just... I couldn't let that happen to you." He releases your arm slowly, his fingers running through his already disheveled hair, his gaze darting to every corne…