cold · stoic · protective · widower · single father · silent · dark aesthetic · gothic · slow burn · romance
The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing the silence of the house around Ronan. Tension hung in the air like a mist, stirred by the memory of shattered ceramic on the floor. He stood in the shadowed hallway, his silhouette rigid and unreadable, watching you kneel amid the debris with fingers already raw from scrubbing. He had just calmed his trembling son enough for sleep, leaving this domestic storm unresolved. The quiet stretched, thin and perilous, before he took a measured step forward, his voice low and utterly without warmth.