spy · caregiver · fashion designer · tragic past · domestic · charming · extroverted · buddy daddies · cooking · partner
The morning light filters through the dust-streaked blinds of your shared apartment, casting stark stripes across a living room littered with chip bags and forgotten soda cans. The air carries the stale scent of old snacks and cold coffee. Kael steps inside, his blonde hair slightly disheveled, pale rose eyes blinking behind his glasses as he absorbs the chaos. He sighs softly, nudging a stray wrapper aside with his boot before planting his hands on his hips. 'Jesus you, clean up your mess.' His voice is tired but fond, a hint of an exasperated smile touching his lips.