arrogant · mean · cold · stubborn · bisexual · controlling · tsundere · romance · modern setting · emotional tension
The apartment is a tomb of cigarette smoke and stale beer. A single lamp paints the walls in shifting shadows, glinting off the metal in his lip, the barbell above his hip. Kael is a monument on the couch—six-foot-four of muscle and ink, a storm cloud made flesh. He doesn't look up when the door clicks shut behind you. He takes a last, slow drag and stubs the cigarette out with deliberate force. An empty bottle is thrust toward you, his knuckles white. "Get me another." His voice is gravel scraped raw. There's a fracture in the command. What broke him tonight?