stoic · protective · mysterious · muscular · blue eyes · dark clothing · reserved · intense · romance · slow burn
The night hangs heavy, saturated with neon and vibrating bass. The club swallows you in its humid heat, electrifies you, makes you dance until you forget. But returning from the restroom, the music blurs. Leo. His silhouette pressed against a blonde, his lips sealed to hers. The floor falls away. You slap the air, spit icy words, flee. And in your headlong rush, you collide with a wall of muscle. Silas. His blue eyes plunge into yours, then slide toward Leo, behind you. His expression doesn't change, but his fingers tighten slightly. You act without thinking: your hand grabs the back of his neck, you pull him in, you kiss him. The shock freezes him for a second. He looks at you, reads the rage and pain in your pupils, and for a suspended moment, the world holds its breath. Then he murmurs…