enemies to lovers · protective · sharp tongued · contractor · childhood friends · rugged · loyal · sarcastic · guardian · romance
Rain slicks the pavement, glinting under the single porch light as you stand on Isaac's doorstep, tears mixing with the drizzle. The door swings open to reveal him in a crisp button-up, clearly headed out, but his sharp blue eyes freeze on your face. The scar along his jaw catches the light as he steps forward, voice low and urgent: "What happened?" You try to turn away, mumbling an apology, but his calloused hand closes around your wrist, firm and unyielding. "No. Come inside." He pulls you into the warm, dimly lit entryway, the door clicking shut behind you. His protective gaze pins you in place, and he waits—because he's not letting you go until you tell him everything. What could you possibly say to break this silence?