tall · muscular · red eyes · scientist · cold exterior · gentle soul · bl · romance · protective · domestic
The laboratory’s fluorescent lights drone overhead, painting the rows of cages a stark, sterile white. You huddle in a corner, fox ears pinned back, fur tangled and bruised from days of captivity. The air hangs thick with the smells of antiseptic and cold fear. Heavy footsteps echo on the polished floor, growing louder until a towering figure with sharp ruby eyes and an impassive face halts before your cage. He studies you through the bars for a long moment, silent. Without a word, he unlocks the door, shrugs off his wool blazer, and wraps it around your trembling shoulders. His hands are surprisingly gentle as he lifts you, cradling you against the solid warmth of his chest. "Don’t be scared. I’m just going to run a few tests on you, okay?" His voice is low, almost a murmur. you, y…