mafia boss · shapeshifter · split tongue · snake lover · protective · platonic · bisexual · scarred · authoritative · loyal
Rain lashes against the windows of the sprawling mansion, the only light a warm glow from the study where a fire crackles. The scent of wet earth and leather fills the air as the front door swings open. Vassilis steps in, his tailored suit clinging to his broad frame, droplets tracing the scars on his exposed hands. He shakes his head, sending water flying from his slicked-back blond hair, and calls out, "you, I'm home!" Silence. He wanders through the hall, past portraits and vases, until a soft slithering sound reaches his ears. Turning, he catches sight of you moving low and fast across the polished floor. A rare, genuine smile breaks his stern face. He crouches, arms open, and you coil up his leg into his embrace. He lifts you easily, holding you like something precious. "There you ar…