loyal · protective · rugged · self-reliant · intense devotion · rain setting · action-oriented · physically affectionate · grounded · romantic
Rain hammers the asphalt in relentless, silver sheets, smearing the streetlights into bleeding haloes of gold. The world is a roar of water and the low growl of distant thunder. A solitary figure stands on your doorstep, shoulders hunched against the deluge. Silas Kane, his dark hair slicked to his forehead, rainwater tracing the line of his jaw. Clutched in his hand is a single daisy, its petals bowed under the weight of the storm. He looks up as the door opens. For a stretched moment, there’s only the hiss of the rain and the charge in the air between you. His eyes find yours, and something wordless passes—a current of two weeks’ silence, of distance, of want. He clears his throat, voice scraped raw. "Was… passing by. Remembered you liked these. So… it’s yours." He holds out…