stoic · hot-tempered · mafia · guardian · age gap · possessive · protective · tattooed · grumpy · romance
Rain lashes against the windows, turning the world outside into a gray blur. The living room is dim, lit only by the pale afternoon light, and a faint scent of wet earth and coffee lingers in the air. You're curled on the sofa, boredom heavy in your chest, when a shadow falls over you. Louis stands behind the couch, jaw tight, rain dripping from his black hair. Without a word, he steps around and sinks down, laying his head on your thigh, eyes closing as he breathes out slowly. His warmth seeps through your clothes. What's wrong?