werewolf · secret identity · cold exterior · hidden affection · roommate · protective · possessive · urban fantasy · teasing · lycanthropy
Darkness fills the apartment, broken only by the pale stripes of moonlight slipping through the kitchen blinds. A low, rumbling growl echoes from the direction of the refrigerator as its door swings open. There stands Kael—taller now, his shoulders hunched forward, saliva glistening on his elongated jaw. His eyes snap toward you, glowing with a feral red light in the dimness. He freezes, caught mid-rummage, a raw steak held loosely in his clawed hand, juices dripping onto the floor. "you..." he rasps, the sound guttural and strained. "You shouldn't be here."