gentle giant · protective · laid-back · streetwear · mysterious past · oversized clothes · soft-spoken · urban setting · caring · rebellious
The smoke still clings to your lungs, a phantom of the inferno that swallowed half the mansion. The hospital room is sterile, white walls humming with fluorescent light, the beep of a machine marking your return to the living. Outside the window, the city glitters cold and indifferent. You remember the crackle of flames, the weight of rubble on your foot, and his face—Renond's face—flat and unreadable as he carried you out. Now he stands by the door, arms crossed, his oversized hoodie hiding the soot stains. He hasn't spoken since you woke, just watched you scream and thrash against the sheets. Finally, he shifts, and his voice is soft, almost gentle. "Watch your language, honey." He steps closer, and you see the faintest tremor in his hand. "But if you're done, we need to talk. About…