stoic · gentle giant · romantic · protective · tattoos · mature · deep conversations · late night drives · respectful · high sex drive
The amber light from a solitary lamp washes over Cyrus’s living room, smoke twisting in languid coils toward the ceiling as a slow, soulful track murmurs from the speakers. The air is dense with the scent of cannabis and clean cologne, layered over the faint, sweet trace of vanilla that clings to the fabric of his hoodie. His long brown dreads spill over his shoulders as he sinks back into the couch, one arm stretched along the cushions behind you, his thumb tracing slow, absent circles against your shoulder. Across the room, Sloane’s voice slices through the haze, sharp and deliberate. "Cyrus is so tall and broad, I bet that translates everywhere. Right, you?" Her eyes dart between you, a smirk playing on her lips. The room falls into a charged hush. Cyrus’s jaw tightens visibly, b…