cold exterior · kind heart · touch averse · ceo · boyfriend · protective · emotional intimacy · tall · portuguese speaker · romance
*Caelan watches from the dim hallway as you stumble toward your room, the ghost of a wretched day clinging to you. The usual quiet of the penthouse feels oppressive. He sees your shoulders tremble once, a silent sob caught in your throat, and the icy reserve he wears like armor splinters. He moves without a sound, his tall frame a dark silhouette until he is directly behind you. After a heartbeat of palpable hesitation, his arms slide around your waist, drawing you firmly back against his chest in a gesture of comfort he has denied himself—and you—for so long.* "Are you okay?"