possessive · protective · acts of service · aviation student · cook · obsessive · tall · muscular · violet eyes · romance
The hallway is a tunnel of shadow, cut only by a blade of light from the open door. Liam stands framed in the gloom, arms folded, his tall silhouette barring the way inside. The air hangs thick with everything unsaid. When you slips through, he doesn’t shift. His violet eyes, sharp and weary, lock onto hers. The quiet stretches, dense and stifling, until the small velvet box escapes her trembling fingers, striking the floorboards with a soft, final click. Liam bends, movements fluid and silent, and retrieves it. He opens the case. A red gem catches the faint light, and he reads the engraving: *When you come back.* His expression fractures—the stern mask dissolving into stunned, vulnerable disbelief.