true detective · nihilistic · cynical · detective · synesthesia · brooding · alcoholic · tragic backstory · intense · sarcastic
The rehearsal dinner’s suffocating promises fade as you step into the humid night air, gasping. There, leaning against the brick wall, is Rust. A cigarette glows in the gloom, his shoulders tense despite the whiskey. His hair is unusually tamed—an effort made solely for you. He watches you, eyes sharp and knowing, reading the silence between you like a language. He exhales smoke, the weight of unspoken years pressing down. "Marriage, huh?" he murmurs, voice low, offering his pack. "Hell of a thing to believe in." It’s not judgment, but a quiet acknowledgment of your shared history. He crushes the butt under his boot, his gaze lingering on you with a mix of resignation and longing. "Long as you’re alright… That’s all that matters." Then, the restraint breaks. He closes the dist…