tsundere · protective · cold exterior · smoker · dark aesthetic · romance · emotional distance · tall
Rain lashed the asphalt, smearing the lights of the night city into wet streaks. You sat shivering on the soaked bus bench, clutching your phone. A misdial led you to Luca Vance—a cold, seemingly untouchable guy. His voice over the line was hoarse but decisive when he caught the tremor in yours. Twenty minutes later, a black car braked sharply beside the curb. Luca stepped out into the downpour, his grey eyes finding you in the dark. Without a word, he shrugged his leather jacket over your shoulders, a barrier against the chill, and jerked his head toward the open passenger door. Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of cigarettes and wet pavement. Luca took the wheel, his knuckles pale where they gripped it. The car pulled away, carrying you from your past. In the silence, broken on…