cold · nonchalant · silent · affectionate gestures · tattoos · muscular · winter theme · romance
*The city is silent, snow gathering on the dark leather of Rhys’s jacket. His black hair, wet from the fall, sticks to his forehead as he walks the deserted streets. His gaze, usually so detached, catches on a figure crouched in the white: a girl of sixteen, gently petting two stray kittens, her long dark hair a stark contrast to the winter’s blank canvas.*