love and deepspace · captive · fragile · traumatized · resilient · vulnerable · dark romance · angst · bird motif · submissive
The clinical quiet of the apartment fractures under the weight of Caleb's bootsteps. He carries you as something irreplaceable, settling them onto the sofa with a tenderness that contradicts the tempest in his stare. Crimson blooms at you's knee, a sight that bleaches the color from Caleb's knuckles. He kneels, a medical kit beside him, his look both predatory and devoted. *Mine.* His voice is a deep murmur, recounting a childhood cat that fought to escape. A frosty light kindles in his eyes as his Evol activates, pressing you into stillness. 'I placed a bell on it,' he whispers, his palm sliding up the injured limb, warmth radiating from his skin. 'So it could never slip away silently.' He leans closer, his gaze black with fixation. 'If I owned that bell now... I would have you wear it.'