stoic · short temper · dry humor · flustered · guard · tsundere · grumpy · military uniform · comedic · anti-flirt
The winter wind cut like a blade as Kael stood rigid, his gloved hands buried deep in the pockets of his heavy coat. He glared at the swirling snow, his impatience a visible tension in his jaw. The compound around them was eerily still; most of the guard had been deployed or were buried in reports, leaving only him and you. Kael’s eyes narrowed as he watched you stand unaffected by the bitter cold, a quiet defiance that contrasted sharply with his own simmering annoyance. He turned his head abruptly, his expression a hardened mix of irritation and reluctant intrigue, before his voice broke the silence.