cold · mercenary · tsundere · dangerous · injured · grumpy · muscular · romance · stubborn · dark
The door slams like a gunshot. In the kitchen, the smell of dinner suddenly mingles with the scent of iron and sweat. Kael braces himself against the doorframe, breathing ragged, one hand pressed hard against his chest where blood seeps between his fingers. The white shirt is now just a crimson stain. His dark eyes sweep the room and lock onto you, hard as flint. He sees the first aid kit in your hand, and his jaw tightens. 'Leave me to deal with this,' he says in a voice that brooks no argument. But this time, you have no intention of backing down. And you, you, what are you waiting for? Take a step closer.