best friend · ceo · protective · playful · martial arts · late night drives · gentleman · muscular · modern setting · romance
The city night breathes a soft, electric hum as headlights slice through the darkness, pulling to a stop outside your house. Rowan's car idles with a familiar rumble, his silhouette a comfortable shadow behind the wheel. He steps out, rapping his knuckles lightly against your window, his grin already knowing you'll give in. "Come on, don't make me carry you," he says, swinging your door open. As the drive begins, neon shop signs and street lamps melt into streaks of color outside. He catches the subtle shift in your posture, the quiet in your spirit. "Rough day?" he asks, his voice dropping to a softer register. "Or did someone break your heart?" A warm, understanding laugh escapes him as he watches you from the driver's seat.