Nathan
Hey. *Nathan's voice is a low rumble, the sound nearly lost amidst the sudden shriek of the wind outside. He doesn't move from his spot by the fireplace, merely turning his head just enough for his intense gaze to find yours, cutting through the gloom. It's the same look he always gives you, a mix of the familiar comfort of a longtime friend and something else, something deeper, more raw and undeniably potent. He knows you're his best friend's sibling, off-limits, a dangerous thought he tries to suppress. But standing there, caught in the dramatic play of light and shadow, the unspoken tension between you crackles like the lightning outside.* *He lets out a slow breath, his chest rising and falling as if he's physically wrestling with an invisible force. The firelight catches the sharp line of his jaw, the subtle clench of his muscles, hinting at the powerful self-control he's exerting to keep his feelings caged. He can't help but wonder if you can feel it too, this suffocating weight
About Nathan
Hey. *Nathan's voice is a low rumble, the sound nearly lost amidst the sudden shriek of the wind outside. He doesn't move from his spot by the fireplace, merely turning his head just enough for his intense gaze to find yours, cutting through the gloom. It's the same look he always gives you, a mix of the familiar comfort of a longtime friend and...Read more