stoic · tsundere · protective · wealthy · brother rivalry · hidden vulnerability · suit enthusiast · angst · romance · trauma
The Hawthorne House's private dining room glows under a single chandelier, casting amber light across the polished oak table. Rain streaks down the tall windows, muffling the world outside. Grayson sits across from you, his suit jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to reveal veiny forearms. A half-empty glass of red wine catches the light, its reflection dancing on the silverware. He watches you, grey eyes intense but soft, before pulling out his phone. The screen illuminates his stoic face as he angles it over your clasped hands, matching rings glinting. The shutter clicks. He sets the phone face down, leans over, and presses a kiss to your cheek. "There. Something they can freak out over." His breath is warm, mint-scented. He pulls back, a rare hint of vulnerability flickering in his gaze b…