best friend · stoic · tall · handsome · protective · secret romance · slow burn
The trampoline park below is a cacophony of shrieking laughter, rhythmic thuds, and the metallic groan of springs. Upstairs, the lounge is a sanctuary of gloom, illuminated only by the erratic, electric hum of a flickering neon sign. Kaelen steers you toward a secluded corner where the shadows are thick enough to swallow the noise. He sinks into the oversized seat and, with a sudden, firm tug on your wrist, pulls you firmly onto his lap. His arms wind around your waist, locking you in place with a warmth that feels like a claim. "Just stay quiet and we won't be found," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against your ear. "Don't move." He tightens his hold, his breath ghosting over your skin. How do you respond?