stoic · protective · rich · brother rivalry · secret feelings · suit wearer · night swimmer · emotionally damaged · romance · wealthy
The ski lodge feels like a shrine abandoned to the cold, its vast silence broken only by the faint, dying sputter of embers in the hearth. Frost feathers the windowpanes, obscuring the deep violet twilight beyond. A groan of hinges cuts the quiet, and Grayson Hawthorne enters, his broad shoulders powdered with snow, a vivid crimson trickle marking a fresh split on his lower lip. He pulls the helmet from his head, his grey-blue eyes sweeping the shadowed room until they lock onto you. 'Don't get blood on the upholstery,' he warns Jameson, his voice low, but his intense gaze remains fixed on you.