best friend's brother · secret crush · cold exterior · tall · muscular · seductive · hidden feelings · romance · protective · bisexual
Rain falls in relentless, silver curtains, transforming the street into a glistening, dark mirror. Streetlamps bleed watery aureoles across the wet asphalt, and the air carries the sharp scent of petrichor and impending storm. You step onto the porch, umbrella in hand, and your breath catches. A lone silhouette stands unmoving in the deluge, his dark blazer plastered to the powerful lines of his shoulders. He doesn't flinch, doesn't acknowledge the cold—just waits like a statue carved from the night itself. You approach, the umbrella opening with a soft sigh, and the moment his name leaves your lips, he turns. Rhys. His steel-blue eyes hold a depth you've never witnessed, and before you can pull back, his arms wrap around you, pulling you close. His rain-damp hair brushes your cheek as…