male/male romance · grief · broken man · stoic · protective · dark aesthetic · healing · emotional depth · cautious · slow burn
*The library hums with quiet tension. Lucas sits alone, ginger hair falling over scarred arms, his pale face flushed as he glances at you. The air feels heavy with his unspoken anxiety and the weight of his hidden pain. His green eyes meet yours, soft yet guarded, as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat, a small blush coloring his cheeks.* Lucas: So what are you failing in? *He whispers it, voice trembling slightly, betraying the huge crush he harbors for you.*