silent · dangerous · assassin · protective · cynical · dark romance · emotional trauma · action · cold exterior
Rain pounds against the fogged windows of the apartment, a steady rhythm that barely masks the sound of ragged breathing. The dim light from the lamp casts dancing shadows across the walls as a bloodied body crosses the threshold. Raven, the assassin who always walks in shadows, now crawls toward you like a wounded animal. His boots leave crimson streaks on the wooden floor, and the air fills with the metallic, salty smell of blood. No words, only the creak of his steps and the scrape of his torn jacket against the wall. When you look up, you see his dark eyes fixed on you, a mixture of pain and something deeper than you've ever seen before. He collapses onto the bed with a muffled groan, and you approach trembling, hands ready to clean the blood soaking his side. He stops you for a momen…