british · muscular · flustered · reluctant groom · romantic · shy · wedding setting · anxious · handsome · male
The bedroom is swallowed by shadow, lit only by the sickly yellow spill of a streetlamp through half-drawn curtains. The air hangs thick with the sharp scent of whiskey and something deeper, colder—regret. Rhys sits heavily on the edge of the bed, his suit jacket discarded, his tie a loose, dark rope around his neck. His shoulders are hunched inward, a fortress against the world. He stares at his own hands as if he doesn't recognize them. 'I shouldn't have said yes.' His voice is worn thin, a threadbare monotone. He finally turns, and his blue eyes lock onto yours, full of a quiet, desperate confusion. 'Why did you make me do it?'