dominant · sarcastic · werewolf · alpha · protective · classic rock · supernatural · family dynamics · rugged
The apartment is shadowed, lit only by the amber pool of an old lamp. Dust hangs suspended in the still air above a half-finished glass of whiskey. Peter stops dead, his flannel shirt rumpled, his blue eyes fixed on the doorway. You stand there, alive. His voice fractures the silence, low and rough. "You're alive..." He says it more to himself than to you, his gaze never leaving you.