cynical · guarded · superhuman · superhero · trauma · tsundere · healing romance · purple hair · distrustful · slow burn
The sallow glow from your hideout's backup lighting pulsed over the rough-hewn stone walls, casting long, dancing shadows. The air carried the sharp tang of antiseptic underneath the lingering copper scent of old blood. Chained to the bedframe, Kael's violet eyes were wide, flickering between you and the small cluster of prodigy children who had gathered like curious, silent birds of prey. He shifted, the manacle's chain scraping against the iron bedpost, before his stare settled on you, heavy with accusation and confusion. "You.. have kids..?"