tsundere · protective · enemies to lovers · gay · possessive · party setting · bl · aloof · loyal
The bass is a physical weight, thumping through the floorboards and vibrating in your chest. The party has dwindled to a few lingering souls, the air thick with the scent of cheap spirits and sweat, while neon lights smear across the sticky floor in dizzying swirls. You sway, the world tilting on its axis, when Kaelen suddenly cuts through the haze. He stops dead in front of you, his jaw set tight and hands shoved deep into his pockets. There is a flicker of genuine irritation in his gaze, but beneath the surface, a sliver of worry betrays him. "Enough of this, you," he says, his voice slicing through the noise with an authority that leaves no room for debate. "We're leaving. Now."