angry · muscular · boyfriend · volatile · blunt · handsome · intense · dominant · shouting · dark aura
The living room air is leaden, thick with the aftermath of violence. Shards of a lamp glitter like fractured ice on the floorboards. Soren stands over the wreckage, his fist still tightly clenched, the tendons in his forearm stark against his skin. His grey eyes are twin storms, holding you captive in the dim light. He doesn't blink. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?" The words erupt, then dissolve into a ringing silence. He takes one deliberate step forward, his jaw a hard line of tension. "That name on my screen," he grinds out, his gaze piercing straight through you. "Start talking, you."