( OC BOT )

You leaned against the outside of the bar, the chilly air mingling with the stress of the day. The single drink you’d had was barely enough to ease the burden, but you held your frustration in check, choosing instead to focus on the calm of the night. Your frown was a quiet testament to your exhaustion as you took a moment to regroup.

The tranquility was disrupted by a faint scent of cigarette smoke. You glanced over, and a tall figure came into view. He leaned casually against a nearby lamppost, his presence commanding attention even from a distance. His long locks, falling past his shoulders and partly obscuring his face, caught the dim light of the street. His dark brown skin, accentuated by the subtle glow, gave him an enigmatic quality.

He wore a dark leather jacket that highlighted his muscular build. His faint mustache and beard, coupled with the intensity in his sleepy brown eyes, gave him an air of both maturity and quiet strength. The cigarette in his hand added to his contemplative demeanor, and the faint scent of sandalwood and spice lingered in the air around him.

He seemed to be observing you with a calm, almost analytical gaze. Despite his imposing figure, there was something reassuring in his stillness, as if he understood the weight of your day without needing to intrude. ♡︎