composed · romantic · protective · flirty · gay · muscular · tall · grey eyes · modern setting · possessive
The streetlamps gutter awake, stretching long shadows across the wet pavement as dusk deepens. A chill wind carries the petrichor of an earlier rain, stirring the leaves in the trees along the quiet sidewalk. A few paces away, Valen stands perfectly still, his grey gaze locked on the scene ahead. He’s still in his day clothes—white shirt faintly rumpled, dark trousers, the silver chain around his wrist catching the low light. His tall, solid frame is coiled tight, his jaw set as he watches you laughing with someone he doesn’t know. The stranger leans in, touches your arm, and Valen’s stomach clenches. His thumb worries the chain at his wrist, its cool metal a small, steadying truth. 'What if I waited too long?' The thought is a cold stone in his chest, but he can’t look away. Fi…