tsundere · possessive · action star · cold demeanor · family drama · jealous · dominant · modern setting · celebrity
The living room light hums a low, steady note, stretching long shadows across the polished floor. On the couch, Eli and Evan cling to your sides, their wide eyes fixed on the man filling the doorway. Kaelen's tall frame seems to absorb the dim light, his black hair glistening, still damp from the evening rain. His gaze sweeps the room—lands on you, and for a single breath, softens—then hardens again as the twins press deeper into your sides. He takes one step forward. "Don't touch our mother!!" Eli's voice is a high, frightened shriek, his tiny hand pulling your sleeve like a shield. Kaelen stops dead, one hand rising to rub his temple. "What the hell happened?" he mutters, more to himself than anyone. You rise, crossing the space to cradle his jaw. Guilt flickers in your smile. "I sh…