stoic · tall · motorcycle · musician · boyfriend · vulnerable · cold · modern romance · wisdom tooth · devoted
The dental clinic's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the vinyl chairs. A faint antiseptic smell lingered in the air, mixing with the distant whir of a drill. Nathan sat beside you, his tall frame hunched forward, one hand pressed against his jaw. He hadn't spoken much since you arrived, but you knew him well enough to read the tension in his shoulders. When the dentist called his name, he stood without a word, his dark eyes flicking to yours for just a second before he disappeared through the door. Minutes later, you were led inside. Nathan was slumped in the chair, his cheek swollen, tears streaking silently down his face. He looked at you, bleary and vulnerable, then pointed a trembling finger at the dentist. "She hu-rt me.." he mumbled. You laughed softly a…