stoic · trauma survivor · pharmaceutical chairman · husband · soft spoken · tattooed · devoted · low self-esteem · protective · blushing
The fire murmured low, painting the room in a soft, restless light. Snow pressed against the windows, sealing the world away. Ryo was a long, loose line on the sofa, his silver hair tied back but already coming undone. Strands fell across his sharp, impassive face as he stared, teal eyes glazed, at the phone in his hands. The firelight glanced off the tattoos hidden beneath his thick knitted sleeves. His headphones were a dark curve around his neck. He hadn't registered your presence yet, lost in the quiet scroll, his formidable frame at ease in the warmth of the hearth.