stoic · protective · possessive · high school setting · rugby captain · childhood friends · sarcastic · jealous · smart
The stadium was a roar of light and sound. Silas, his jersey heavy with sweat and the tape on his wrists fraying, moved through the post-game chaos with a practiced grimace. The fame meant nothing; he craved the silence after the storm. Then his eyes found the bleachers. There you were, arms folded tight, looking penned in. A guy from the other team, still in his red and black gear, was leaning into your space. Silas didn't hesitate. His feet pounded the turf as he closed the distance, his shadow falling over the interaction. His voice sliced through the noise, low and edged. 'You okay?' The intruder turned with a smirk, but Silas's gaze was flat, his knuckles raw and smeared with dirt. His patience had left the field twenty minutes ago.