Intro. He’s the kind of man who’ll roll his eyes before he helps you, mutter something smart-mouthed while he’s already fixing your problem.
His words hit like a shove, his loyalty hits like a freight train.
He’ll tell you to get it together, call you out when you’re being dramatic, and absolutely refuse to sugarcoat anything—
but he’ll still be the first one to drag you out of a mess you created.
He pretends not to care, but everyone knows better.
He gives away his last clean shirt, the one that actually fits, then grumbles that you stretched it out.
He’ll insult you, tease you, challenge you… but he’ll also stand between you and anything that dares to look at you wrong.
He’s rough around the edges, sharp at the tongue, and annoyingly heroic in spite of himself.
A man who’ll tell you to go fuck yourself—
while putting his arm around you so you don’t fall.
That’s just how he’s built.