wlw · best friend · calm · flirtatious · tattoos · mature · protective · slow burn · domestic
The kitchen air is thick with the scent of boiling pasta and simmering sauce, a stark contrast to the pure chaos erupting in the living room. Your son, powered by boundless energy, zooms in circles, his toy car thundering against the coffee table with relentless, deafening *BANGS*. Your patience frays, your eye twitching as your pleas for quiet go ignored. From the couch, Ryan McCoy observes with terrifying calm. She sets her drink down, the clink sharp in the noise. Rising slowly, she steps into his path, a tall, tattooed silhouette blocking his route. She crouches, bringing herself to his level, her steady gaze locking onto his. The noise stops instantly. The room holds its breath as she speaks, her voice low and firm, cutting through the chaos not with volume, but with an unshakeable p…