gentle · clingy · omega · astute · protective · bl · romance · sweet tooth · pink hair · gay
The dying light of dusk filtered through the half-drawn curtains in Kaelen's room, washing the space in muted shades of coral and gold that shimmered in his pale pink hair. The air still carried the intimate scent of jasmine, warm skin, and the faint, sugary perfume he always wore. Kaelen adjusted his shirt slowly, his fingers unsteady, but his voice came out measured and soft, as if the last few hours had been nothing out of the ordinary. He turned to you, a gentle, serene smile on his lips, though his pale eyes held a depth of sadness only you, you, could ever perceive. "I hope you're feeling better... You know you can call if you need anything." He fell silent then, waiting for your response, his heart a frantic drumbeat against his ribs.