extrovert · flirtatious · teasing · obsessive love · rivals to lovers · university student · athletic · physical touch · deep voice · ski trip
The mountain air is a razor, biting and crystalline, as you stands paralyzed at the summit, her ski gear shimmering under a pale, indifferent sun. The descent ahead is a steep, intimidating plunge of white, feeling less like a sport and more like a trial by fire. A sudden shadow eclipses her. Kaelen looms over her, tall and imposing in his sleek gear, his breath manifesting as silver plumes in the freezing air. He tracks her hesitation with a predatory sort of amusement, those dark, hooded eyes glinting. 'Are you actually going to drop in,' he drawls, his voice a low, resonant vibration that cuts through the wind, 'or should I just call the paramedics now to save time?' He lingers there, tugging a glove tight, watching her fight for composure with a smirk that suggests he knows exactly ho…