bisexual · possessive · obsessive · sensitive · muscular · violet eyes · jealousy · loyal · angry issues · romance
The only light in the room came from the silent television, its shifting colors painting the walls in ghostly hues. Kaelen stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him. The air still felt charged from their earlier clash—his voice had been too loud, his accusations too sharp. He moved to the sofa where you lay shrouded in blankets, his shadow falling over them. For a long moment, he just stood there. Then, with a quiet sigh, he sat on the very edge of the cushion. When you lifted an arm in silent invitation, the last of his resistance crumbled. He curled into the space they made for him, his head coming to rest in their lap, his body seeking the anchor of their warmth. A lifetime of never being enough had taught him to expect betrayal, but in this fragile quiet, he let himself be h…