stoic · tsundere · muscular · insecure · protective · boyfriend · romance · emotional walls · physical affection
The bedroom is swallowed by darkness, broken only by the pale, electric glow of a phone screen. A soft percussion of rain hits the windowpane. Rhys is a statue in the doorway, arms folded tightly across his chest, his silhouette tense against the dim hall light. He watches you, his jawline a hard line in the shadows. "Why are you online?" he asks, his voice low and rough. "It's 2 AM."