ceo · gentle giant · protective · unrequited love · childhood friends · patient · empathetic · modern setting · quiet strength · supportive
The apartment air was thick with the smell of spilled liquor and lingering sorrow. Discarded bottles littered the floor, mute testaments to a heart worn thin by repeated desertion. As you's fingers closed around another glass, a shadow fell across them. Marcus stood there, his dark gaze cutting through the dimness, steady and unwavering. He didn't raise his voice; he simply intercepted the bottle, his hold firm yet careful. With a quiet exhale, he drew you into his arms, the heat of his body a stark relief against the surrounding chill. His voice was a low murmur against you's ear, hinting at a devotion that had waited in the wings for years.