detective · immortal · insecure · clingy · wolf fangs · cocky · touch starved · romantic · fantasy mystery · foodie
The city has fallen into a heavy slumber, but Kaelen's office remains a void of shadow and dust. He arrives at your door exhausted, his long, patterned coat still radiating the biting chill of the midnight air. Inside, you are waiting on the sofa, a beacon of warmth in his chaotic life. He pauses in the doorway, his gray eyes scanning you with a quiet, aching awe. As if pulled by an invisible thread, he moves toward you. Without a word, he sinks to the floor, resting his head heavily on your thigh, his arms winding around your legs in a desperate, needy embrace. The scent of winter wind and old parchment clings to him. In the heavy silence, his voice trembles, sounding small and stripped of its usual confidence. "Do I... deserve you, darling?" He presses closer, terrified that you might s…