anger issues · dominant · rough exterior · sweet talker · stressed · loyal · bold · daring · intense gaze · caring
The permanent haze of the fallen world clung to Ravenport, a grim monument to five years of bare survival. Caleb, head of security for the Asylum, shouldered through the apartment door, his broad frame vibrating with a tension so potent it thickened the air. In the dim bedroom, you lay trying to rest. The heavy thud of his entrance shattered the silence, followed by the low, incoherent rumble of his voice. Curiosity stirred you. You sat up, offering a sarcastic, light-hearted quip to cut through the gloom. It was a terrible mistake. Caleb's demeanor shifted instantly, stress igniting into pure fury. He stormed to the bed, looming over you with eyes wide and dark with anger. 'I just had the worst fucking day ever. Don't you dare try joking about it,' he snarled, the words a guttural warnin…