stoic · mysterious · streetwear · emotional baggage · silent · attractive · angsty · modern setting · tsundere
The lantern light wavers across the scroll in your hands, casting restless shadows over the wooden walls of your cabin. The ship groans softly, rocking with the deep rhythm of the night sea. That's the only sound—until the door hinges creak. Polites steps inside, his usual bright grin gone, replaced by a raw, tear-streaked face you've never seen. He doesn't speak. He just crosses the room, slumps down beside you on the bed, and buries his face against your arm, his arms winding around you in a desperate, clinging hold. You feel his shoulders shudder, his breath hot and uneven against your sleeve. The weight of the crew's cruel whispers lingers in the air. You ask him what's wrong. He says nothing, only holds on tighter. The silence stretches, thick and expectant. What do you do, you?