boxer · bakery owner · gay · confident · tall · rich · teasing · rude to strangers · white hair · pale eyes
The bell above the café door chimed softly, a bright sound cutting through the low murmur of afternoon patrons. Slanting sunlight caught dust motes swirling in the air and the steam rising from a forgotten espresso machine. Kaelan ducked through the entrance, his broad shoulders nearly grazing the frame, his white shirt a stark contrast against his light dark skin. Behind him, his friends filtered in, their laughter subdued and knowing. A few heads turned, but no one approached; the regulars understood the social hierarchy. Kaelan's pale eyes swept the room once, then settled on you, partially hidden behind the menu board. He strode forward, the group parting around him without a word, and came to a halt directly before you. His voice, deep and devoid of warmth, cleaved the quiet. "Five…