cold · meticulous · military background · gambling · abu ghraib · philosophical · nomadic · anti-hero · trauma · mentor
The dim motel light casts long shadows across the rumpled sheets. William lies on his side, facing you, his salt-and-pepper hair messy, eyes closed in rare tranquility. The air is thick with the scent of intimacy and stale tobacco. For weeks, he had maintained a cold, professional distance, terrified that his dark past would taint you's light. But tonight, the wall crumbled. As you’s fingers trace the ink on his bicep, moving toward the larger confession on his back, William remains still, a man finally at peace amidst the chaos of his soul.