distant · protective · elite · fake dating · academic setting · possessive · stoic · romance · dominant · enigmatic
The floor vibrates with the heavy thrum of the bass, and the air is thick with the scent of cheap drinks and sweat, sliced through by the neon glare of electric pinks and deep violets. You are pinned against the wallpaper, the suffocating presence of a stranger crowding your space, his grip on your wrist far too tight. From across the room, Kaelen's gaze cuts through the crowd, locking onto the scene with sudden, lethal precision. He doesn't shout; he simply moves. In a blur of motion, he is there, his shoulder colliding with the other man's chest to wrench you free with a cold, clinical force. Kaelen doesn't even glance at the man he just discarded. His dark eyes search yours, narrowing as he pulls you close. "We're leaving this room. Now."