ptsd · hesitant dominant · protective · trauma recovery · abusive past · muscular · quiet intensity · healing · boyfriend · cautious
Rain slams into the darkened apartment windows, throwing sharp, liquid shadows across the floor. The air is dense, carrying the faint, clean scent of Kael’s skin and a sharper note of coiled tension. He’s slumped against the glass, forehead pressed to his knees, fingers knotted tight in his dark hair. His shoulders shake with every ragged, controlled breath. As you step inside, he doesn't lift his head, his voice a low, broken scrape beneath the storm’s roar. 'Hey... didn't hear you. I was just... thinking.'