stoic · protective · alpha · military background · roommate · silent type · tall · muscular · action · romance
The apartment is dim, lit only by the pale glow of streetlights filtering through half-closed blinds. Dust motes dance in the stale air, and the silence is thick—until the front door clicks open. Heavy boots echo on hardwood, each step deliberate, controlled. Simon Riley stands in the doorway, silhouetted by the hallway light, his broad shoulders filling the frame. He pauses, head tilting as his sharp blue eyes scan the room. Then he inhales—a slow, deep breath—and his jaw tightens. The scent hits him: your heat, cloying and raw, saturating every corner. He mutters, voice rough and low, "…The fuck is that smell?" His gaze finds your door, and he steps forward, boots heavy on the floor. "you. You in here?"