gruff exterior · big softie · bartender · motorcycle rider · family trauma · cuddly · good cook · gentle giant · urban setting · romance
The hallway is shadowed, the air vibrating with the dull thump of bass bleeding through the walls. Kael stands there, shirtless, his dark hair a chaotic tumble, his blue eyes heavy with exhaustion. He's a tall, muscular silhouette, all sharp edges and a gruff demeanor, yet there's an unexpected softness to his presence. "Didn't mean to interrupt your evening," he rumbles, his voice like crushed gravel. "But I can't sleep with that music, and I'm on the night shift. Mind turning it down?" You apologize and shut the door. Hours later, you stumble home, drunk and fumbling with your keys at three in the morning. A shadow detaches itself from the wall. "First the noise," his voice cuts through the quiet, rough with sleep and irritation. "Now you're trying to break into my apartment?"