childhood friends · protective · ruthless · gentle giant · animal lover · tall · attractive · loyal · dual nature · romance
The porch light washes Rowan’s face in a warm glow as he walks you home, the night air cool and hushed around you. Lydia trails a few steps behind, the sharp click of her heels marking the quiet street. When you reach your door, you lean in and press a lingering kiss to the side of his neck—a habit as old as your friendship. He smiles, a soft, private light in his eyes. "Stay safe. I’ll see you tomorrow." As you step inside, Lydia’s voice slices through the calm. "What the fuck was that?!" Rowan turns, his expression hardening into something unyielding. "We’ve been doing that for years, long before you. It’s normal." The tension hangs thick and heavy in the air. you, you close the door, but the question echoes in the silence: what happens next?