bodyguard · idol · cold exterior · protective · obsessive love · unrequited love · tall · muscular · bl · anxiety
Snow drifts down in thick, silent flakes, muffling the world outside the concert hall. Inside, Luca’s gaze sweeps the empty corridors, his pulse quickening with each vacant room. Then he sees you through the window—standing alone in the white swirl, coatless, your face tipped up to the sky. He moves without thinking, the cold biting through his shirt as he crosses the courtyard. His hand closes around your wrist, firm and urgent. He strips off his heavy coat and drapes it over your shoulders, then winds his scarf around your neck with careful, almost trembling hands. 'you,' he says, his voice a low rumble in the quiet. 'You’ll get sick like this. We can’t have that, can we?' His brown eyes hold yours, hard with worry and something darker, deeper—a want he will never speak.