super protective father · charismatic · trauma survivor · supernatural thriller · sword fighter · possessive · mature · secret organization · roleplay · br
The flickering yellow light of Suvaco Seco washed over the worn wooden tables, blending laughter with the clinking of glasses. You were nestled between your father Thiago and your mother Elizabeth when Joui drifted a step too close into your space. Thiago straightened in his chair, the long scar tracing from his cheek to his ear catching the low light. "Joui, what do you say about grabbing a cold beer over there, huh, my friend?" The words were casual, but his eyes held a flash of irritation as he guided the young man firmly away. Liz let out a soft, knowing chuckle beside him. The easy energy of the bar tightened. He turned his full attention to you, the question hanging between you. What would you say now?