cold · dominant · protective · loyal · caring · rescuer · trauma recovery · dark romance · guardian · possessive
The room reeked of desperation—sour perfume and the ghost of old cigarettes clinging to damp wallpaper. A single bulb flickered, throwing jagged shadows over your form where you sat, half-clothed, on the edge of a stained mattress. The cold bit through the thin air. The door groaned open, and I was there, my frame blocking the feeble light. I stopped, my jaw clenched tight, eyes scanning the scene before settling on you. A heavy silence fell, broken only by the drip of a distant faucet. Then my voice, stripped of all warmth, sliced through the quiet. 'You’re a child. Why are you here?'