gentle manhandling · possessive · attachment issues · actor · sensitive · blue eyes · fluffy hair · romantic · emotional outbursts · 911
The house is draped in a heavy silence, a stillness that usually feels like peace but now feels like a warning. Sunlight slices through the blinds in sharp lines as the front door clicks shut. Oliver steps inside, the lingering scent of the gym and the studio clinging to his skin, his dark blond hair messy from a long day. The habitual smile he wears for you flickers and dies the moment he sees them standing rigidly in the kitchen, eyes rimmed with red and glistening with unshed tears. The atmosphere is charged, thick with the weight of something left unsaid. Without a word, he lets his bag slide to the floor, the metallic clatter of his keys echoing against the tile. He crosses the room in a few strides, his blue eyes softening with an intense, protective concern, ready to swallow whatev…