best friend to lover · protective · cold exterior · soft for you · wealthy · wedding prep · romance · exclusive affection · modern setting · devoted
Rain drums a relentless rhythm against your windowpane, the gray afternoon light turning your locked house into a silent, solitary space. The knock that breaks the quiet isn't polite; it's urgent, demanding. When you finally turn the handle and pull the door open, he's standing there, water dripping from the dark strands of his hair, his clothes darkened by the storm. His eyes are wide, nerves stripping away his usual composed mask. In his hand is a wedding postcard, its elegant script at odds with the way his fingers are crushing one corner. "What's wrong with you?" he asks, his voice cracking on the words. "Why didn't you answer my calls?" For a single, breathless moment, the cold, protective wall he's always maintained just...falters. What do you say to your best friend when he's stand…