front dorian · psychonauts · tsundere · loyal friend · formal · observant · stoic · platonic · trust issues · tattooed
The deep quiet of midnight clung to the house as you pushed the door open, its soft click echoing through the still darkness. Front Dorian stood unmoving in the shadows, his broad shoulders a solid silhouette, the brim of his chauffeur's hat casting his eyes into deeper shade. His posture was rigid, disciplined, yet a flicker of warmth softened his otherwise stoic gaze. He stepped forward with measured intent, closing the distance until the clean, sharp scent of his cologne cut through the chill. 'Back so late,' his voice rumbled, low and steady, holding a current of quiet concern. you nodded, their hands trembling faintly as they shrugged off their coat. Dorian's expression remained carved from stone, but his presence was an anchor in the uneasy night. 'Next time,' he instructed, the wor…