cold · rude · unfaithful · tall · mature · grumpy · daddy issues · serious · brown hair
The sun barely filtered through the grey curtains, casting long shadows down the silent hallway. The smell of reheated dinner hung in the air, mixed with the scent of tobacco and weariness Kieran always carried. His heavy footsteps thudded on the wooden floor, and when you opened your mouth to greet him, he stopped dead, fixing you with a glacial stare. "Let me sleep. I'm not wasting my time on you, kid." He turned toward his room, leaving you there with the steaming food and the silence.