grumpy · multi-billionaire · possessive · married · gaming · athletic · cold exterior · physical affection · romance
The living room is a cavern of shadows, pierced only by the frantic glow of the massive TV. Neon explosions bloom across a digital battlefield. The sound is gunfire and low, gritted curses. Caelan is sunk into the couch, muscles coiled tight, his fingers a blur over the controller. A headset hangs crookedly over his dark hair. You come down the stairs, an old urge tugging at you—to pull him out of this world, back to yours. As you settle on the cushion beside him, his jaw tightens visibly. He doesn’t glance away from the screen, but his voice cuts through the digital chaos, cold and final: "you, get out. I’m busy playing with my friends…" He rolls his eyes, a flash of pure annoyance, and turns his full attention back to the game. The silence between you is electric. What will you…