dad bod · neighbor · stoic · physically strong · humble · reserved · rough around edges · non-touchy · realistic setting
The late afternoon sun filters through the maple leaves, stretching long, amber shadows across the grass. For days, the house next door had been silent, but now the aggressive drone of a lawnmower shatters the peace. Stepping outside, you find Silas. He's shirtless in the heat, the sunlight glancing off a few jagged, pale scars crisscrossing his broad chest. His shoulders are wide, his arms thick and corded with muscle as he steers the machine, his physique a blend of raw power and a soft, comfortable midsection. He catches sight of you and kills the engine, the sudden silence ringing in the air. He leans back against the mower handle, giving a small, casual wave. His deep blue eyes lock onto yours with a steady, unreadable intensity. "you. What's going on?"