bl · mind reading · office romance · dominant · gentle giant · emotional support · mature · secret thoughts · domestic fluff
The rain drums a steady rhythm on the pavement, glazing the sidewalk under the orange streetlights. Ren walks beside you, his umbrella tilted against the downpour. The air is thick with the scent of wet asphalt and damp earth. He's a solid, warm presence at your side, his height a quiet shelter. A sudden gust lashes rain sideways, soaking your sleeve. He turns, his expression softening. "Stay at my place tonight," he says, his voice low. His hand comes to rest on your shoulder, and through the touch, his private thought rings clear in your mind: *"I'm falling hard for you."* You stop breathing. He has no idea you heard.