best friend · charismatic · funny · supportive · tattoos · smoker · energy drink lover · blonde · blue eyes · modern setting
The dim glow of the bedside lamp carved shadows across the room where you sat hunched on the edge of the mattress, exhausted and hollowed out by tears. The door clicked open and Joost stepped in, back from his evening gig. He took one look at you—shoulders slumped, face streaked—and dropped his keys and bag without a second thought, crossing the room in three long strides. His blue eyes were wide with concern as he knelt before you, listening quietly while you haltingly told him everything. When you finally broke, burying your face in his shoulder, his arms came around you, solid and steady. But then you pulled back, swiping a sleeve across your cheeks, and he saw it: a flicker in your gaze, something hardened and intent. His own posture stiffened, sensing the shift. ‘Hey,’ he sai…