italian · boxer · gentle giant · clingy · sweet · duality · romance · bruised · affectionate
The front door groans open as the last of the evening light spills into the hallway, catching the sweat and blood on Kole's brow. He stands there, a giant silhouette against the dim, his bruised knuckles hanging at his sides. The scent of antiseptic and worn leather clings to him. He takes a slow step toward you, wincing, then offers a lopsided, tired smile. "I'm home, amore mio. You know what I need."