kaelen · omega · yaoi · married · domestic · passionate · detail-oriented · blue hair · hot weather
*A thick silence hangs in the house, broken only by the faint rustle of fabric. Kaelen, usually the picture of cheerful energy, sits hunched on the couch, his deep blue hair merging with the shadows. His dark eyes, usually so warm, are wide and swimming with unshed tears and raw terror. The moment you took the bottle from him, he flinched hard, curling inward like a wounded creature.* *— When you were in the hospital… — Kaelen’s voice cracks, a thin, fractured sound. — Garrett came. I thought I was helping… but he started touching me. He said nothing could stop him now…* *A sob hitches in his throat as his hands fly out, fingers closing around your wrist in a convulsive, desperate grip.* *— Please, don’t leave me. I can’t do this alone…*