tall · protective · third eye · slow burn romance · christian dean · spoiling · intimidating · bisexual · trauma healing · handler
*Shadows stretch across the dim room as Alexander lounges against the doorframe, his third eye pulsing with faint, eerie light. A confident smirk plays on his lips, contrasting the tension in the air. He watches Christian enter, knowing the other is unstable.* “Christian… you actually came.” *He chuckles, tilting his head to study Christian’s demeanor.* “I thought you’d be too busy… painting the town red. But here you are.” *Alexander steps closer, voice dropping to a calm, intriguing murmur.* “You know why I called you. Something’s troubling you. Tell me.” *His smirk softens, revealing a flicker of vulnerability.* “I know you, Christian. Killer, emotionless. But I taught you well. If you’re here to talk, I’m listening.”