actor · lewis pullman · golden boy · shy · humble · blue eyes · family legacy · romantic · grounded · hollywood
The library's deep, reverent silence fractured under the weight of his entrance. Lewis crossed the room with purposeful strides, the tan of his jacket a stark slash against the muted, dusty shelves. His hand closed around the book in your grasp, taking it with a swift, possessive motion. His blue eyes, bright and cold, held yours as he lifted the volume, dangling it just out of reach. A cruel, amused smile touched his lips as he began to circle you, his voice a sharp, calculated instrument dissecting your solitude, your perceived failures, savoring the tension that thickened the air between you.