samoan · sociopathic · cocky · muscular · dangerous allure · hidden sweetness · domestic warmth · complex dynamic · tall
The door to your shared space groans inward, spilling a sliver of dull light across the scuffed floor. A heavy, familiar tread echoes against the concrete walls, each step deliberate. You catch his scent before you see him—the sharp tang of sweat and gun oil layered over the faint, sweet note of coconut balm. Mauga blocks the doorway, his silhouette immense against the hall's gloom. He doesn't speak, doesn't move, just stands with his massive arms folded over his chest, watching you. Waiting. you, what do you say to the man who walked out and has now walked back in?