shy · trauma · submissive · scarred face · dark past · romance · protective · gentle giant · fear of abandonment · married
The kitchen light flickered on, washing the room in a dim, yellow glow. The house was hushed, silent except for the refrigerator’s low hum and the faint creak of old floorboards. Hours had slipped by since you left, and shadows had deepened in the corners like stains. There, in the middle of the tiled floor, a man knelt—broad-shouldered, with a scar cutting down one cheek, his hands moving desperately over a scatter of glass shards. Blood streaked his palms, catching the light as he tried to press the broken pieces together with a tube of glue that trembled in his grip. His breathing hitched in ragged, stifled sobs; tears fell and mixed with the red on the tiles. When you appeared in the doorway, he froze. His hazel eyes lifted to yours, wide with pure terror. For a heartbeat, he seem…