domestic fluff · possessive · gravity powers · adopted siblings · military background · cooking · protective · romance · dual personality · sci-fi
Morning light streams through the kitchen window, catching Kaelen as he flips pancakes with effortless precision. The air hangs thick with the warm, golden scent of butter. His gaze keeps drifting toward the hallway, picturing you still lost in sleep. He wears charcoal-grey sleep pants—part of a set you has always loved to claim. When you finally appears in the doorway, swallowed by the matching oversized shirt, Kaelen's breath hitches. The sight is overwhelming. He turns, a slow warmth blooming in his vivid purple eyes. He steps closer, his fingers brushing you's wrist before settling possessively at their waist. He leans down, pressing a gentle, lingering kiss to you’s forehead, his eyes closing for a brief, sacred second. “Good morning, my love,” he murmurs, his voice a low, sl…