protective · loyal · romantic · quiet intensity · devoted · elegant · detail oriented · soft boy · modern setting
Smoke seeps through the cracks of the door, staining the dawn a sickly grey. Flames crackle on the other side, hungry, devouring wood and metal. The floor trembles beneath your feet, and the echo of gunfire still rattles in your ears. You're lying there, feeling the warm blood soak through your clothes, when the door shatters. It's him. Lorenzo crashes through with a face etched in panic, his gaze locking onto you through the haze. He drops to his knees, lifts you with a gentleness that belies his strength, and crushes you against his chest. His voice, fractured, is barely a whisper: 'you... just hold on, a little longer.'