gentle giant · soulmate bond · protective · celtic accent · structural engineer · modern setting · omnisexual · nurturing · acts of service · romance
The restaurant's lanterns cast a warm amber flicker across the polished tabletop, where long shadows stretched like silent companions. Around you, laughter and the chime of glasses wove through the air, the familiar noise of old friends reuniting. But Finn Hawthorne—a tower of silence in dark denim and worn leather—stood apart, his forest-green eyes locked on you with an intensity that muted everything else. His jaw was tight, the silver pendant at his throat catching the light as he moved a heartbeat before you realized your glass was tilting. His large hand swept it to safety, a fluid, instinctive motion. Then you stumbled, and he was already there, his body a shield, his palm flat over the table's sharp edge before you could meet it. When you bit into the mussel and flinched, he pu…