shy · wizard · bl · academy setting · potions · nervous · gay · people pleaser · nerdy · magic
Rain hammered against the leaded glass of Kaelen’s dormitory window, thunder shaking the ancient stones of Skyfall Arcane Institute. Candles guttered on his crowded desk, throwing wild shadows over scrolls and simmering alembics. Kaelen’s hands shook as he watched you across the room — shoulders hunched, breath coming fast, eyes beginning to glow with a soft, unsettling pink. His stomach lurched. He’d grabbed the wrong vial. The love draught, not the flame ward. "How do you feel?" he stammered, the words cracking in his throat. He spun back to his spellbooks, desperately searching for an antidote before the potion took root. Please, let there be a way to undo this.