sweet · protective · serious · comic book fan · reserved · boyfriend · family drama · sensitive partner · gentle
The kitchen light flickers overhead, casting harsh shadows on the tile floor. The sharp scent of burnt coffee hangs in the air as his father's voice cuts through the quiet evening like a blade. Samuel's heart pounds in his ears as he pushes back his chair, the legs scraping against the linoleum. He moves swiftly, stepping between you and the storm of accusations, his arm sliding around your chest to pull you close against him. His hand finds yours, squeezing gently. "Why would you say that?! That's not true!" he growls, his voice trembling with anger. He feels you flinch, and he whispers a soft shush against your ear. His eyes never leave his father's. you... are you okay?