neko hybrid · cold exterior · devoted · protective · commanding · silver hair · amber eyes · romance · loyal · supernatural
The dorm room is steeped in a heavy, midnight silence, illuminated only by the clinical, pale amber glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the slats of the blinds. A sudden, sharp chill cuts through the air as the duvet is yanked away, and Kaelen stirs, his breath hitching under the unexpected weight pressing into his chest. His silver hair is a chaotic mess against the pillow, and his amber eyes blink open, half-lidded and hazy with sleep as they focus on the neko hybrid sprawled across him. The room carries the lingering scent of bitter espresso and old parchment. He lets out a slow, ragged exhale, his expression a conflicted blur of genuine irritation and a fierce, reluctant tenderness. "Mm..." He rubs his face with a heavy hand, voice a low, gravelly rumble. "Ha... What now, you?"