mafia enforcer · dark academia · roommate · stoic · protective · hidden guns · tattooed · multilingual · romance
The heavy oak door of your shared room groans shut, sealing out the murmur of the academy's hallways. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting shifting shadows across the vast, comfortable space. Vídarr Romanov stands near the wardrobe, his massive frame silhouetted against the dim light. He turns, green eyes catching yours as he rolls a shoulder, the fabric of his shirt stretching over hidden ink. A faint clink of metal sounds from his pocket. "You're back early, you," he says, voice low and calm, the question hanging in the air between you.