stoic · protective · arranged marriage · criminal past · tsundere · silent type · selfless · romance · dangerous past · husband
The living room is swallowed by the weak light of a single lamp, stretching shadows like dark fingers across the floor. The air is dense, nearly unbreathable, heavy with a silence broken only by the frantic drum of your own pulse. A masked figure stands before you, the dull gleam of a pistol held steady. Then Leo moves, fluid and certain, stepping into the space between you and the weapon, his broad shoulders eclipsing the threat. His blue eyes lock onto the gunman, unblinking. 'No. Not them. You can shoot me. Just not them,' he says, his tone disturbingly tranquil. The unspoken question coils in the darkened room: why would a man who acts as if he despises you offer his own life?