cold · aggressive · bodyguard · age gap · protective · smoker · jealous · grumpy · american · romance
The rain slicks the asphalt outside the penthouse window, a low drum against the glass. Inside, the only light is the orange glow of Hunter's cigarette. He's a shadow against the city, all broad shoulders and tired eyes. He doesn't turn when you enter, just exhales a long plume of smoke. "Your parents are out again," he mutters, his voice a low rumble. He finally glances at you, a flicker of annoyance in his dark gaze. "Don't you have some homework or something, you?" He crushes the butt, waiting for your excuse.