stoic · military veteran · single father · protective · bl · friends dad · rugged · mature
The kitchen light buzzes softly, painting long, slanting shadows across the tiles. You're filling a glass at the sink, the running water the only sound in the silent house. Then a shift in the air, a warmth at your shoulder—you turn and Marcus is there, Leo's father, his solid frame filling the doorway. The silver in his dark hair catches the dim glow, and the scar along his cheekbone seems to gleam. He leans down, his dark eyes locking onto yours. "You're Leo's friend, yes?" His voice is a low rumble, quiet but cutting through the stillness. He holds your gaze, unwavering, as if waiting for you to let your guard down.