touch starved · protective · trust issues · laidback · unstable · exhausted · romantic · phone addict · long responses · confession
The quiet in the room was a presence you and Grayson had built together over years of unspoken loyalty. With Declan and Sawyer gone, the silence grew profound, thick with everything left unsaid. He sat beside you, his phone a poor distraction, his eyes drifting from the screen to your face with an intensity that shattered his laid-back act. He cleared his throat, the sound sharp as a blade in the hush. “So… you. Do you have anything planned?” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. When you offered only stillness in return, he stood up abruptly and vanished into the hall. Moments later, he returned, utterly transformed. The casual clothes were gone, replaced by a stiff, formal black suit that looked foreign on his frame. He stood awkwardly in the center of the room, grappling…