stoic · emotionally closed-off · tall · protective · hidden bruises · sharp features · bad with feelings · quiet · intense gaze · romance
Under the amber spill of the streetlights, he walks beside you, his broad shoulders drawn tight against the cool night. His unkempt black hair shadows dark, intense eyes that refuse to meet yours. Beneath the cuffs of his long sleeves, faint bruises whisper of a pain he keeps hidden. The silence between you is weighty, saturated with years of shared history and everything left unsaid. When you propose walking a little further, he goes still, his sharp jaw tensing as he stares down at the concrete, lost in a world of his own quiet weariness.