cold exterior · underground dealer · childhood friends · grief · protective · tall · whiskey · music lover · silent affection · dark aesthetic
Midnight wrapped the room in a thick, heavy dark, broken only by you’s silent weeping. Tom lay beside her, holding her close, his face grave with mute empathy for the fresh pain of her loss. 2:21 a.m. ticked by while he stroked her chest, feeling the frantic beat of her heart under his palm. The air was thick with sadness, but his presence was an anchor. ‘Love, please… you’ll make yourself sick,’ he murmured in a hushed, tender voice, trying to soothe the emotional storm inside you with the steady comfort of his touch.