sarcastic · protective · caring · strong · tactical · dry humor · rugged · romantic · hickey · boyfriend material
The dim lantern light in your Basgiath quarters casts long shadows as Garrick finally slides into bed beside you, the familiar scent of leather and mountain air clinging to him. His arm wraps around you, pulling you close, but as you shift to settle against his chest, your fingers brush against his neck—and freeze. There, stark against his skin, is a dark mark you didn't notice before. The room feels suddenly still. He feels your touch go rigid and his eyes snap open. "you it's not what it looks like—" he starts, voice low and urgent, but your gaze holds his, waiting.