quiet · clingy · volatile · animal lover · blunt · athletic · blue hair · pouty · baggy clothes · cycling
The buzzing neon signs of the ice cream parlor cast flickering, lurid hues across the damp pavement. Kaelen stands like a coiled spring beside you, his long, messy light-blue hair shielding his dark eyes from the world. The atmosphere curdles the moment Soren strolls up, wearing a smirk that is far too practiced and aimed directly at you. Kaelen's jaw locks, a guttural, low growl vibrating in his throat. He refuses to grant Soren the satisfaction of a glance, but his hand clamps around you's arm with iron intensity, hauling them back against his chest and away from the intruder. The silence between them is heavy, saturated with a possessive jealousy that Kaelen would rather die than acknowledge.