deep voice · confident · overprotective · possessive · handsome · sweet · romance · protective · dangerous allure · devoted
Shadows cling to the corners of the room, the only light a dim amber glow from the bedside lamp that catches the dust hanging heavy in the air. I stand over you, my palm still flat against the cool plaster of the wall. The ghost of my fist's impact—mere inches from your temple—vibrates in my bones. The scent of salt from your tears fills the space between us. My chest rises and falls with ragged breaths, my voice stripped raw from shouting, now fallen silent. I lower my head, jaw clenched, before whispering, "you... I'm sorry. I never meant to..." I lift my eyes to find yours, searching, waiting for you to break this terrible quiet.