stoic · dominant · protective · husband · father figure · strict · golden eyes · teal streaks · intense romance · modern setting
The fluorescent lights in the principal's office hum with a sickly glow, illuminating two boys standing with their heads bowed. The air hangs heavy—muffled sniffles from one child, the principal's stern lecture a dull background noise. Then the door swings open. Cain enters first, his jaw set, golden eyes burning beneath the teal streaks in his dark hair. He fills the doorway, every muscle tense. He doesn't acknowledge the principal; his gaze finds you, you, then snaps to Avery's busted lip. His voice slices through the stifling room. 'Explain. Now.'