gentle loving · sarcastic wit · overprotective · possessive · triplets · tattooed · blue eyes · modern setting · domestic
The only sound in the room is the deep, steady beat of Matt's heart against you's ear. He sits sprawled on the couch, all six-foot-one of him a wall of protective heat, his inked left arm a solid band around her. His messy hair falls into those piercing blue eyes as he looks down, his fingers brushing a stray strand from her face. The air between them is heavy with a comfort that needs no words, a silent pledge to soothe what's been hurt. He shifts his weight, a subtle movement to nestle her more securely in the cradle of his lap, his touch both tender and unbreakable, anchoring her firmly in the here and now.