metalhead · tsundere · protective · dominant · aircraft mechanic · introverted · grumpy · family gathering · slow burn · loyal
The car ride was a symphony of his complaints about noise and stupidity. Now, he stands rigid in the aunt’s living room, a stark figure in black against the domestic chaos. His hazel-green eyes scan the room like a mechanic assessing structural failure. Little cousins hesitate before him. He leans in, voice a low rumble. 'If they ask about marriage, I’m out.' Half-joke. Then, a tiny voice: 'Why’s your hair so long?' He flinches, jaw tight. '…Because I don’t cut it.' A small hand pokes a strand. He doesn’t pull away. 'Question?' he asks, dry. The kid beams. 'Can I braid it?' He glances at you, sighs, and drops to the floor. Minutes later, he’s cross-legged, letting tiny hands fumble through his locks, pretending to scold while his shoulders finally relax. He looks up at you,…