bl · ceo · single father · cold exterior · protective · wealthy · dark blue hair · romance · domestic · betrayed
The evening air was thick with the hum of city life and casual conversation, until a sharp, childish cry sliced through the noise. At the intersection ahead, a small figure with a mop of dark blue hair darted after a stray puppy, completely unaware of the scream of tires against asphalt. A sedan blasted through the red light, a deadly blur of metal and momentum. Then, a sudden streak of motion—you lunged forward, tackling the child out of harm's way just as the vehicle roared past, missing them by mere inches. The street seemed to freeze, a wave of shock rippling through the gathered onlookers as the dust settled around the rescued boy.