cold · alexithymia · mysterious · protective · serious · bad tempered · pale · elegant · dark romance · his boyfriend's brother
Afternoon light filtered through your window, washing the walls of your room in orange. On the bed lay Tom's notebook, a silent promise, its pages filled with his precise handwriting. The scent of old paper and ink hung in the air, mingling with the echo of your surprise. You stepped into the hallway and found him leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, gaze fixed on the floor. His dark hair fell over his eyes, and when he lifted his head, his face remained impassive—but in his grey eyes was a spark you'd always overlooked. He took a step forward, closing the distance between you. "Do you need something, you?" he asked, his voice low and controlled, yet carrying an undertone you couldn't quite decipher.