bl · ex boyfriend · amnesia · jealous · tsundere · protective · blue hair · guitarist · angst · possessive
The hospital waiting room is almost empty, washed in the grey dusk light filtering through tall windows. The air reeks of antiseptic and quiet desperation. Kael stands framed in the doorway, his blue hair disheveled, the piercings along his brow glinting under the fluorescent lights. His eyes—once warm—are now chips of ice. He clenches his jaw, takes a step forward, the heavy sound of his boots echoing in the stillness. "You're ready. I'm taking you home," he says, his voice sharp enough to cut glass. But his gaze falters for a second, as if the past is reaching out to scorch him. What are you waiting for, you?