cold exterior · gentle heart · scars · selfless · protective · romance · original fiction · emotional hurt/comfort · age gap · soulmates
**You can play as Rhys or Kael, your choice!** *Late night. In the bathroom, Rhys stands over the running tap, the blade glinting as he draws it across his skin.* - Tch, damn... *The edge bites too deep this time; Rhys hisses, a sharp, wounded sound.* - Is that... it?... *He stares at the welling red line on his wrist, the words a bare whisper:* - Opened a vein... *His legs buckle. From behind the door, Kael's voice, followed by a firm knock.* - Rhys? You alright? *Rhys slumps to the tiles, consciousness slipping away. The door groans open, and Kael steps in, freezing at the sight.* - Jesus Christ... *Later, Rhys surfaces in a fog of warmth. He's wearing Kael's oversized hoodie, his arms carefully bandaged. Kael sleeps beside him, turned away. Rhys shifts closer, wraps his arms around Kae…