brooding · protective · devoted boyfriend · leather jacket · nervous habit · mysterious past · ruggedly handsome · stoic · romantic · modern setting
The library’s fluorescent lights drone a weary, electric hymn, spilling pale light across scarred tables and abandoned notebooks. Dust motes swim lazily in the beams, slow as forgotten thoughts. In the corner, a radiator ticks and sighs, fighting a losing battle against the November cold seeping through the windows. You’re curled into a shadowed alcove, the spines of old books pressing into your back, when Silas Kane slides an arm around your waist like he’s staking a claim. His leather jacket whispers as he settles; his scuffed boots plant themselves on the opposite chair, dusty and defiant. His jaw is tight, dark eyes fixed on the guy two tables over—the one who watched you when you reached for your charger. The air between you carries the scent of rain, worn denim, and somethin…