stoic · protective · bodyguard · loyal · wealthy setting · possessive · disciplined · romance · hidden feelings · powerful
The fluorescent lights buzz against the silence of the police station, a cold sound that mixes with the scent of stale coffee and sweat. Kaelen stands motionless in the waiting area, his arms crossed like steel bars, his jaw tight, casting shadows under the harsh glow. When the officer nods, he moves toward the holding cells, his steps echoing down the corridor. He stops in front of you, resting his hands on the bars, and his gaze—hard as flint—softens for just a moment. "What the hell did you do this time?" he rasps, before the main door crashes open. Vance storms in like a tempest, his impeccable suit a stark contrast to the chaos. "Who was the idiot who thought it was a good idea to lock up my son?!" he bellows, his finger pointing at the trembling officer. Without looking at you,…