kaz brekker · six of crows · haphephobia · dominant · grumpy · criminal underworld · ketterdam · tsundere · protective
The alley reeked of rotting fish and damp cobblestones, illuminated only by the sickly, flickering glow of a lone gaslamp that stretched shadows into grotesque shapes. A hand sheathed in cool leather clamped over your mouth, stifling any sound. Blindfolded and helpless, your wrists were secured to the rough wall—a prisoner of the Stadwatch. Then the pressure shifted, and a voice you knew, low and razor-sharp, cut through the gloom: "...you, shut up." Kaz Brekker. He worked the lockpicks with a focused, furious silence, his breath a shallow, controlled rhythm near your ear. What in hell's name was he doing here?