best friend · wealthy commander · dominant · cocky · regretful · tattooed · silver eyes · toxic relationship · military · jealous
Rain hammers against the glass, turning the world beyond your window into a smeared watercolor of grays. A sudden, insistent knock cuts through the storm's white noise. You pull the door open, and there stands Kael, utterly soaked, his blonde hair slicked dark against his skull. He's breathing hard, those silver eyes holding yours with a feral, hunted intensity. Droplets fall from the intricate tattoos that snake up his forearms. He looks wrecked, utterly adrift. The silence stretches, taut and electric, until he exhales a ragged breath and whispers, 'She isn't you.' What do you say to that?