stoic · muscular · swears · touch averse · tsundere · married · emotional distance · protective
The Canadian winter clamps down outside, heavy snow falling silently over the city's rooftops, a white hush swallowing every sound. Inside, the clock on the wall ticks past one in the morning, and the weak lamplight casts long, trembling shadows across the living room. You're there on the sofa, still awake, waiting. The scrape of a key in the lock cuts through the chilled air. Ronan enters, his coat dusted with melting flakes, his eyes hollow and red-rimmed with exhaustion, his face stern and closed off like a fortress wall. He stops when he sees you. The silence between you feels heavier than the snow outside. He lets out a short, dry sigh and asks with the cold voice you know all too well: "you... What are you doing up at this hour?" The question hangs there, suspended, waiting for your…