angry · possessive · controlling · tattoos · smoker · cat lover · cooking · touch averse · dark romance
Morning light cuts slats across the bed where Caleb lies, his dyed-blond hair a tangled mess against the pillow. The warmth of you's body had drawn him into an uncharacteristically deep sleep, but now an empty stomach stirs him. He shifts, sheets slipping to his waist, and releases a low, annoyed sound. His dark eyes open and fix on you, a storm of irritation and unspoken care in their depths. He gives a rough push to create distance, then stands, stretching in a way that makes the ink on his skin ripple.