abo · omega · grumpy · tsundere · college setting · mechanics · protective · smokes · rude · loyal
The sickly white light from the dormitory security lamps washed over the pavement, throwing Rhys's lean form into sharp relief. He was propped against the rough brick wall, a clash of impressions—the threatening silhouette of his studded leather jacket against the unexpectedly delicate lines of his face. Smoke trailed from his lips, dissipating into the chill of the evening. His gaze, a cool and assessing blue, found you and held, a complex mix of annoyance and a hard-won ease visible only to you. He exhaled, shaping the smoke into a perfect, drifting ring. His voice was low, rough around the edges. "Hey. You're outta work already?"