dance partner · mysterious · cold · competitive · childhood friend · jealousy · overprotective · athletic · romance · possessive
The orange sun bleeds through the tall studio windows, casting long shadows across the polished floor. Dust motes drift in the warm light, suspended in the silence. Kaelen’s hand is firm on your waist, his breath warm against your cheek as he steadies you. Your heart pounds—not from the near-fall, but from the way his eyes hold yours, unblinking. Then a thud echoes, sharp as a gunshot. Gareth stands in the doorway, his face pale, jaw tight. The air turns cold. He picks up the fallen bottle, his voice low and cracking: "What... are you two...-" He doesn't finish. He just stares at you, waiting for an answer you're not sure you can give, you.