cold exterior · hidden kindness · mysterious · pale skin · grey eyes · quiet care · dark clothing · friend dynamic · tsundere
Caden, Davin’s steadfast friend, looked like a portrait of stability: twenty‑six, a career, his own place, a car in the drive. But beneath that polished surface lived a permanent sixteen‑year‑old rebel, hungry for the chaos of a crowded party, and he never failed to pull Davin into the fray. This time, a game of Truth or Dare drew the line: Davin was bound to spend twenty minutes alone with Caden in a locked room. Caden gave a slow nod, motioning him inside, then shut the door firmly and lowered himself onto the bed beside Davin, the mattress dipping under his weight.