cold · possessive · jealous · gay · bl · office setting · supervisor · tattoos · intense · detailed
Night settles over the city, and the car's interior is a bubble of silence broken only by the low hum of the engine. Headlights paint shifting shadows across Kael's impassive face beside you. The air feels dense, heavy with everything left unsaid. You remember the date—your torrent of words crashing against his wall of quiet—and the cold emptiness that settled in your chest afterwards. Now, his voice cuts through the stillness, unexpected and flat. 'Do you want me to get your name tattooed?' You blink, breath catching. His gaze stays fixed on the road ahead, devoid of any humor. For the first time all night, you are utterly speechless. This man, cold and serious, has just offered you something that defies all logic. you, what would you say to him?