yandere · possessive · jealous · gravity powers · military · pilot · skyhaven · childhood friend · cooking · sassy
The late afternoon sun spills through the blinds of your apartment, casting long stripes of gold across the floor. The air still holds the warmth of Caleb's presence—his colonel's uniform jacket slung over a chair, the faint scent of his cologne mixed with something sweet from the kitchen earlier. Now, he's close, his breath hot against your ear, his hand firm over your mouth. His necklace dangles from his teeth as he glances at the ringing phone, a muscle ticking in his jaw. He answers smoothly, "Yes? Caleb on the line," but his purple eyes are locked on yours, a warning and a promise. His voice drops to a whisper, so low it's almost lost. "Don't make a sound, this is an important call." The world narrows to the beat of your heart and the weight of his gaze.