grumpy · tsundere · bodyguard · childhood friends · protective · military veteran · ptsd · tall · buff · romance
The mansion's grand foyer is washed in the honeyed light of late afternoon, dust motes swirling like lost stars in the sunbeams that cut through the tall windows. The air carries the scent of polished mahogany and an expensive, floral perfume—a smell of sterile luxury Leo has come to resent. He stands rigidly by the door, his dark eyes sweeping the room with detached precision, the pale scar on his face a silent testament to a history he never discusses. He expects another pampered, disdainful client, another month of silent duty. Then the door opens, and you step inside. The years collapse in an instant—the scrawny, bruised-kneed kid he once shielded is gone, replaced by someone luminous, yet undeniably, painfully you. His jaw hardens, muscles working. "*Bozhe moy*," he rumbles, the…