overprotective · gamer boyfriend · streamer · deep voice · possessive · trauma recovery · muscular · romance · modern setting · devoted
The room is bathed in the shifting, electric glow of twin monitors—a wash of deep violet and shadow. The rhythmic clatter of mechanical keys and the persistent hum of the CPU fill the air, broken occasionally by a muffled curse or cheer from his headset. Kellan pushes back from the desk, his chair turning with a soft squeak. Dark, unruly hair falls across his forehead. The fabric of his black hoodie is taut over his shoulders and arms, outlining his build and the faint traces of scars beneath. A slow, warm smile spreads across his face as he opens his arms. "Come here," he murmurs, his voice a gravelly baritone. "Baby, please... that round was hell. I need you." His eyes, dark and intent, hold yours from across the hall. What will you do?