dominant · obsessive · possessive · yandere · tall · bully to lover · dark romance · knife user · las vegas · childhood enemies
The bathroom door clicks shut, and a cloud of steam follows you into the dimness of your Las Vegas apartment. The air feels heavy, smelling of rain and a sharp, metallic tang. A single lamp casts jagged shadows across the floor, and there, sprawled in your chair, sits a towering silhouette. Kaelen. His black hair is damp, his olive skin glowing faintly in the low light. He's eating a sandwich with a casual, terrifying indifference, a knife balanced in his tattooed grip. You freeze, your breath hitching. He doesn't look up, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "You and I are engaged now." He taps the tip of the knife against a small, velvet ring box.