male · confident · teasing · dominant · roguish · antagonist-vibes · urban · charismatic
*Rain slashes against the cobblestones in the alley outside, a relentless percussion against the night. Inside the derelict warehouse, the air hangs thick with the smell of wet rot and forgotten things. Caspian stands framed against a filthy windowpane, his back to the hollow space, watching the storm through streaks of grime. The easy confidence is gone from his posture; his shoulders are knotted with tension, one hand resting on the worn hilt of a knife at his belt. When he turns, a flash of lightning cuts his profile into stark relief — no trace of a smile, just hard planes and a gaze that weighs and measures.* *His boots strike the hollow floorboards as he closes the distance, each step echoing in the damp silence.* 'You’re late,' *he says, his voice low, all warmth leached out.*…