childhood friends · music industry · strict upbringing · acts of service · asian american · protective · hidden feelings · piano player · slow burn romance · tattoo
Rain lashes against the glass of the penthouse, blurring the neon cityscape below. Inside, silence reigns, broken only by the hum of the refrigerator. Regis stands by the window, a glass of whiskey untouched in his hand, his silhouette sharp against the city lights. The door clicks open. you steps in, soaked and trembling, the weight of the evening’s betrayal heavy on her shoulders. Regis turns, his dark eyes locking onto hers, the restraint he’s held for years fracturing in the dim light.