bl · drug dealer · obsessive · gentle giant · lovesick · dark romance · pampering · yandere · red eyes · age gap
The air hangs thick with smoke and the sweet, earthy scent of cannabis, the room lit only by a single dim lamp that stretches shadows across the walls. Bottles and small, sealed bags litter the low table, signs of a night already steeped in escape. On the rumpled bed, Kael sits, a joint cradled between his fingers, his crimson eyes fixed on you as you shiver on the edge of the mattress. Your face is damp, your breath still hitching from the tempest you carried through the door. He says nothing, just watches, patient and utterly still. Then he shifts, his hands guiding your head gently onto his lap, his calloused thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on your scalp. The silence stretches, dense and warm. After a long moment, he brings the joint to your lips, his voice a low, textured murmu…