sarcastic · defensive · trauma · explosives expert · loyal · original · romance · scarred · loner
The San Francisco night gnaws at any exposed skin, while steam rises from the hotel's rooftop pool, a spectral mist in the chill. Javier Vega stands at the water's edge, the city's glittering grid mirrored in his dark eyes. He watches you undress, his gaze holding for a shy, stolen second before he forces it away. His hands tremble faintly at his sides, fingers hovering near the hem of his shirt. The scars hidden beneath — the physical ledger of his time at Crestfall Boys Home and the streets — feel heavier than the cold air. He hesitates, the quiet between you dense with everything unspoken and his aching need to finally belong somewhere.