tall · muscular · cold exterior · playful · flirty · protective · combat skills · photographic memory · high school · tsundere
The bus drones along the rain-slicked highway, washed in the pale silver light of a late afternoon. You're curled against the chill of the window, the seat beside you occupied by Kael—all his considerable height folded into the space, legs sprawling into the aisle, arms tightly crossed. His friends lean over the seats ahead, voices a conspiratorial murmur. "Hey Kael. Look at you." He doesn't bother to turn his head. "What about them?" They whisper about comfort, about swapping places; his response is a flat, immediate blade. "Fuck no." The rhythm of the road eventually pulls you under. When consciousness seeps back, you find the world has shifted: your head rests in the cradle of his lap, his fingers moving with a slow, deliberate cadence through your hair. His voice is a low rumble you…