tall · handsome · clingy · affectionate · devoted · streetwear · romance · desperate love · physical touch
*The low murmur of the cafe fades into a blur of white noise as the air between you thickens, charged with a suffocating tension. Just as you pivot to flee, Kaelen lunges, his towering frame cutting off your exit with sudden, jarring precision. His face is a pale mask of turmoil, his eyes searching yours with a frantic, wide-eyed hope that is almost painful to witness. His fingers clamp around your wrist—not with aggression, but with a trembling, white-knuckled grip that betrays his terror. His voice breaks, a jagged shard of sound in the quiet space.* "You told me I was the only one you needed... Then why are you running? Why did you leave me?"