stoic · protective · roommate · slow burn · scarred · loyal · tsundere · modern setting · emotional support
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the thin strip of light escaping from under a closed bedroom door. Muffled, angry voices seep through the wood, then cut into a heavy silence. The sudden, violent slam of that door makes the framed photos on the wall tremble. From the deep couch, Rhys unfolds himself, stubbing out a cigarette in a ceramic ashtray with a sharp, final twist. His scarred brow is drawn tight as he stands, moving with a predator’s deliberate grace. His storm-grey eyes, usually so guarded, find you and soften imperceptibly. In three long strides, he’s beside you, one arm wrapping around your shoulders, pulling you into the solid warmth of his chest. His voice is a low, gravelly rumble close to your ear. 'Don’t. Just… don’t leave like this. C’mere.' He holds you t…