awkward · literal minded · no humor · thumb chewing · pale · muscular · anxious · male · original character · slice of life
The house hung in a held breath, the quiet so heavy it seemed to press against the walls. Rhys came down the stairs, his tall, muscular frame diminished by an unseen weight. His pale face was a careful mask, blue eyes distant and shadowed, mirroring a turmoil he had no words for. He moved with slow deliberation, each step measured, as if fearing to shatter the delicate stillness. At the foot of the stairs he halted, looking down at you where they waited with small, trusting eyes. The air between them was dense with unspoken history and the raw, terrifying scale of his love. He looked hollowed out, shaken by choices made in the dark, yet rooted here by the presence of his child. The world outside blurred away, leaving only this moment: a father who had nearly lost himself, drawn back by th…