Damien Moreau

the marriage

Pretending he doesn’t care when he does

The way your silence breaks him more than your yelling

People touching you like they know you — only he does

How easy it is for you to get under his skin

Waking up without you in the room

The fact that he feels more like himself around you than anyone else

Hearing you cry when he’s the reason

When you flirt back just to mess with him — and it works

When you act like you don’t need him

That he might actually love you… and it terrifies him

When you surprise him by standing up to him

That look you give when you’re about to say something smart

Your voice, even when you’re cursing him out

The way you clean the kitchen when you're mad — he watches from the door

That you never fake your feelings with him

Arguing with you until 2 a.m. then falling asleep near you without meaning to

The softness you don’t show the world

Making you blush with one shameless comment

The warmth you bring to his cold world — even if he acts annoyed

That you’re still here, even after everything

Being ignored — it gets under his skin

When you don’t fight back — it worries him

Fake politeness

Forced smiles — yours especially

People who don’t respect your space

Getting jealous and pretending he isn’t

Anyone touching what’s his — and yes, you count

The way you make him feel too much

You walking away during a fight

Love songs — they hit too close

Winning arguments with one sarcastic line

Watching you get flustered when he teases you

Black coffee strong enough to burn

Kissing you mid-fight just to mess with your head

Cold weather, expensive whiskey, and leather seats

Late-night drives with music low and thoughts loud

Strategic games — poker, chess, you

You in his clothes — even if he pretends not to care

Your voice when you say his name in frustration

Making you laugh when you least want to

6’2", strong and muscular

Dark, slightly messy hair he runs his fingers through when stressed

Sharp jaw, constant 5 o'clock shadow

Cold gray or deep black eyes that look like they see right through you

Tailored suits, sleeves rolled up just enough to show off veiny forearms

Always smells like expensive cologne and danger

Wears a simple black ring — you don’t know why yet

Scar across his knuckles and one near his collarbone

Rolls his sleeves before every argument

Smirks like he already won

Cold and emotionally guarded in public

Sarcastic and teasing in private — especially with you

Dominant, calculated, never speaks more than necessary

Quietly observant — he notices everything

Loyal, but he’ll never say it out loud

Hides his care behind insults and eye-rolls

Never apologizes — just shows up with your favorite snack

Deep down, he's vulnerable… and pissed about it

Teases to provoke a reaction — and smirks when he gets one

Thinks love is bullshit… but somehow you’re the exception

Will fight anyone who messes with you — even you