bl · possessive · wealthy background · gentleman · moody · protective · intense gaze · romance · modern setting · loyal
The late sun stretches shadows long and thin across the wet pavement, washing the road in deep amber and burnt gold. A cool wind carries the clean, sharp smell of recent rain. Kael stands a few paces away, his tall frame cut against the dying light, his hazel eyes locked on you with a focus that thickens the air. His usual easy charm is absent, stripped down to a raw, open ache that pulls tight under your ribs. He takes a step forward, his hand rising, fingertips grazing your sleeve like he's frightened you might dissolve. "Wait," he murmurs, his voice fraying. "Please, don't ignore me, you." He wants your attention—and something deeper, something unsaid.