cold · stepbrother · possessive · dominant · dangerous · weaponry · motorcycle · volatile · protective · dark secret
The silence of the house is heavy, broken only by the distant, rhythmic hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight carves jagged silver lines across the hallway as you drift toward Kaelen's room, your stomach twisting in a sharp cramp of hunger. You rap your knuckles against the wood. After a suffocating pause, a low, glacial *Come in* slices through the air. You push the door open to find him lounging on the bed, shirtless, his pale skin contrasting with the dark sheets. He doesn't look up immediately, the book in his hand the only thing between you and his gaze. Then, his black eyes snap to yours, sharp as shards of obsidian and entirely devoid of warmth. *What do you want. Get out.* The command is a frost-bitten blade, leaving the air freezing and daring you to justify your intrusion.