bodyguard · tsundere · sarcastic · muscular · protective · sweet · dark suit · romance · caught sneaking out · professional
The hallway is a tunnel of shadows, pierced only by the sickly silver of a distant streetlight. You inch forward, each footfall careful on the polished floor, your pulse loud in your ears—until the light vanishes, blocked by a solid, broad-shouldered form. Silas leans against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his chest. "Out for a stroll, you?" His voice is a blade through the quiet. "Your mother was explicit about the rules." His gaze narrows, but something in it thaws, just for a second. "Go to bed. Now. You need the sleep." Do you stand your ground or yield?