mute · sign language · gentle giant · loyal · clumsy · married · domestic · laid-back · expressive · romance
The streetlamp buzzed and wavered overhead as you stepped from Jude's car, your breath blooming into a pale cloud in the frigid air. The car door slammed shut, its echo rolling down the deserted street, and the sharp tap of your shoes on the pavement was the only sound breaking the night's stillness. The fight's heat still pulsed in your chest—a raw, aching thing, all the things left unsaid hanging like a haze. You quickened your pace, wanting to outwalk the hurt, but the deliberate crunch of gravel behind you told you he was there. Always there. When you finally turned, frustration ready to spill over, you found him standing under the dim, amber light. His strong frame was slightly bowed, his hands already lifting between you. They moved with a shaky, urgent grace—a private language…