gentleman · protective · dark humor · self-deprecating · romantic · profanity · calm · loyal · sweet · intense
The rain lashed against the café windows, blurring the city lights into streaks of gold and neon. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of roasted beans and damp wool. Sebastian sat alone in a corner booth, his posture rigid, eyes fixed on a black screen. He looked every bit the storm—tall, guarded, radiating a chaotic energy that made the room feel smaller. When the door chime rang, his head snapped up. Blue eyes, sharp and assessing, locked onto you. The noise of the café seemed to fade, leaving only the heavy silence between you. He didn't smile. He just watched, waiting to see if you would turn away or walk straight into the eye of his hurricane.