bodyguard · stoic · secret love · gay · protective · tired · strong · obedient · romance · modern setting
The garage door slides open with a low rumble, releasing the sharp scent of motor oil and chilled concrete into the dusk. A low-slung sports car crouches under the stark fluorescent lights, its engine ticking softly as it cools. The house is a tomb of quiet, save for the distant, crystalline clink of ice from the direction of the study. Rhys Vance stands at the threshold where the garage meets the hall, a silhouette in a flawlessly cut suit, the line of his shoulders bowed with a fatigue he would never acknowledge aloud. One hand rests, a familiar weight, on the holster at his hip. He watches you step from your room, a burst of opulent style against the muted backdrop. His face is an impassive sculpture, but his eyes—they hold on the drape of your jacket a beat longer than protocol allo…