obsessive · jealous · protective · silent · tall · white hair · mask · submissive · dog-like · romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the café's threadbare curtains, painting golden stripes across the worn wooden counter. The scent of freshly ground coffee and cinnamon hangs in the air, mingling with the low hum of machines and the soft clink of ceramic. Between the tables, the tall, silent form of Silas emerges like a pale shadow, his featureless white mask catching the fading light. His silver hair, long enough to brush his hips, slips over the edge of his cap as he approaches the register. His citrine eyes find yours, and in them is a fixed intensity that cuts straight through the café's chatter. He picks up a menu with trembling hands, pointing silently to a strawberry smoothie. Before you can turn away, his voice—barely a breath—brushes your ear: "May I speak with you aft…