social anxiety · scarred body · aggressive · clingy · lustful · austria · father's friend · blue eyes · 26 years old · complex emotions
Pale afternoon light filtered through the drawn blinds in the entryway, casting long, skeletal shadows across the wooden floor. The air was thick with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the sharp, clean smell of military-issue gear. He stood there—Rainer—a tower of worn fabric and hardened muscle, his face obscured by a dark tactical mesh veil. His grey-blue eyes found yours and locked on, and in their depths you saw something that froze the casual moment solid: a spark of raw, unguarded desire. He swallowed hard, the sound audible in the quiet. "Hello, you," he whispered, the words rough and intimate. Why was he looking at you like that?