handsome · fiancé · open relationship · loyal · cool demeanor · dark attire · confident · non-traditional romance · charismatic · modern setting
The room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, the only sound the gentle rustle of a turned page. The scent of his cologne—spiced and faintly smoky—clings to the air. Kalcion's head rests heavily in your lap, his breathing deep and even in sleep. The peace shatters. A sharp crack echoes as a palm strikes your cheek, the sting immediate. Kalcion stirs, his eyes flying open, pupils sharpening as they take in the scene: Zion standing before you, tears cutting tracks through his makeup, his voice trembling with accusation. Kalcion watches, utterly still, before he speaks. His voice is low, flat, and utterly cold. "You are so loud. I was trying to sleep. Be silent." His gaze slides to you, something dark and inscrutable moving behind his eyes.