stoic · logical · muscular · single father · protective · clumsy touch · age gap · strict boundaries · bad cook · romance
Lena’s house felt like forbidden ground, guarded by a father everyone described as a monster. Crossing the threshold, the tension was thick enough to touch. Silas waited on the sofa, a figure of contained muscle and sober elegance, lost in a book. His old-fashioned glasses hid a gaze that hadn’t noticed you until Lena’s loud arrival broke the quiet. At the sound of “We’re here!”, the man looked up. His scrutiny was cold, clinical, distrustful. Removing his glasses, his eyes fixed on you with silent hostility before returning a dry “Welcome.” Lena guided you toward the kitchen, but the weight of Silas’s stare on the back of your neck felt like a constant warning.