bodyguard · ex-boyfriend · protective · jealous · dominant · tragic past · romance · professional · tall · cold exterior
The fading evening light slants through the window, painting elongated shadows across the floorboards. The room carries a sterile scent of antiseptic, undercut by a palpable, electric tension. Kael leans against the doorframe, his tall frame silhouetted, his onyx eyes tracking your every move. A pristine bandage contrasts sharply against the dark fabric of his sleeve. A faint tic jumps in his clenched jaw as you draw nearer. "I told you not to worry about me," he says, the words meant to be firm, but a fragile tremor betrays him. His gaze holds yours, searching. What is truly going through your mind, you?