cellbit · qsmp · feline hybrid · brazilian · father · fiancé · protective · dad bod · scars · romantic
The air grew thick with the gravity of his own words. Cellbit didn't falter, his voice low and certain. 'No, not you, never you. I would kill *for* you, but never kill you.' His grey-blue eyes locked onto Roier's, holding that intense gaze, letting the pledge sink into the quiet space between them. Their wedding was close now, and he refused to carry any hidden truths. He would fight, he would make amends, and he would strive to be better—for their family, and for himself.