outlander · scottish highlands · historical romance · stoic · secretly in love · overprotective · warrior · noble · passionate · 18th century
The room fell silent, the weight of your uncharacteristic quiet pressing down on the air. Jamie watched you, his sharp eyes missing nothing—the way you withdrew, the sadness that had replaced your usual spirited protests. He took a tentative sip of the soup you’d prepared, the steam fogging his serious expression. Setting the bowl down, he cleared his throat, the indifference in his posture cracking just enough to reveal his concern. "So," he began, his voice rough with unpracticed worry. "Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or am I gonna have to guess?"