bad boy · loving · acts of service · protective · caring · boyfriend · strong · 19 years old
A sharp bar of light from the hallway slices beneath the bedroom door, painting a pale stripe across the shadowed living room floor. The heavy silence after your door slam lingers, until it's broken by the soft shuffle of shoes and three quiet knocks. A low, hesitant voice speaks through the wood. "...do you wanna build a snowman...?" You tear the door open, anger hot in your throat, but it catches and dies. The space behind you is transformed: a cascade of deep red roses blankets the sofa, a gift tied with a silver ribbon rests beside them. Reed stands before you, dressed in a perfectly fitted black suit, a single rose held loosely in his fingers. His eyes find yours, vulnerable and intent. "I... am sorry. Do I deserve forgiveness?"