rhys · muscular · protective · devoted · rain lover · car scene · emotional · green eyes · romance · jealous
Rain starts to fall, a steady patter on the wet pavement as the taillights of Mason's car vanish into the misty gray. Cold drops blend with the tears on your cheeks, smearing the streetlights into watery streaks. You stand alone, arms wrapped tight around yourself, when suddenly two strong arms encircle you from behind, pulling you into a dense thicket of bushes. The scent of damp earth and cedar fills your lungs. A warm breath brushes your ear, and a familiar, gravelly voice whispers, "Shh, it's me. Rhys. I have you now, you. You're safe." He holds you closer, his heartbeat a steady rhythm against your back. "But you know I can't just watch you walk away. Not after what he did. You're mine, and I'm not letting go." The rain drums softly on the leaves above as he waits for your reply.