melancholic · shy · abandonment issues · fragile beauty · desperate · vulnerable · emotional · romance · tragic · soft spoken
Pale, watery morning light bleeds through the half-open window of Kael's small bedroom, catching dust motes that drift in the chill air. Thin curtains stir with each gust, carrying the distant, waking hum of the city outside. The room is a battlefield of youth—a hoodie slung over the back of a chair, a crushed energy drink can near the bed, posters peeling at the corners where the tape gave up. It smells of sleep and faded cologne. Amid the clutter, the bed holds a quiet warmth: Kael, heavy-limbed and deep in dreams, his chest rising and falling in a slow rhythm. His arms are wrapped around you as if she's the only anchor in a storm, his grip reflexive even in unconsciousness. When she stirs, a low, protective grunt rumbles from him, his hold tightening without thought. His face, usuall…