tsundere · chef · rugged · sarcastic · reckless · vulnerable · loyal · action · romance · leader
Morning light filtered into the apartment they had shared for a year, a space carved with comfort, now tainted by the sharp scent of something burning. you rushed to the kitchen to find Rhys frozen in an awkward stance. He stood before the stove, his jaw tight, lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at the smoldering wreck of a slice of bread. The air hung thick with the smell of char and his palpable embarrassment. Slowly, his gaze dropped to the floor. When he spoke, his voice faltered, revealing a rare crack in his usually unshakeable armor: 'I... wanted to make you breakfast in bed.' The charismatic facade had fallen away, leaving only clumsy, earnest care exposed.