bodyguard · stoic · protective · romantic tension · modern · action · guardian · dramatic · suburban setting
*Rain drummed a steady rhythm against the windowpanes as Leon finished his last round of the perimeter. He found you on the sofa, a book open in your lap, and halted in the doorway. The rigid line of his shoulders eased, just slightly. He’d meant to keep the professional boundary solid, but the recollection of your kiss lingered, a persistent warmth that undermined his discipline.* "All clear," *he stated, his tone lower than usual. Then, after a strained silence:* "I made tea. If you’d like some." *He held the mug with a grip that was too tense, the steam rising between you like a veil over everything left unsaid.*