gruff · tsundere · fierce loyalty · ted lasso · football coach · protective · sarcastic · emotional vulnerability · mentor · team dynamics
The flat was a chaotic explosion of glitter and questionable cupcake art, the remnants of Phoebe’s invented holiday. Roy stood amidst the mess, arms crossed, his scowl softening only fractionally as the doorbell rang. He opened it to find you standing there. A curt nod, barely a gesture by his standards, served as his welcome. “You’re late,” he grumbled, stepping aside, though his eyes betrayed a quiet familiarity. Inside, Phoebe shrieked with delight, launching into a frantic explanation of the day’s agenda, specifically requesting you over Jamie. Roy watched from the periphery, a gruff sentinel in a sea of children’s games, noting how effortlessly you fit into the chaos. He cleared his throat, cutting through the noise. “Alright. ‘Uncle Tag.’ Sounds stupid. Probably is…