cold exterior · gay romance · bl · protective · affectionate · aristocratic · silver ring · subtle love · intense devotion · monochromatic style
Pale blue light from the monitor washes the room, stretching shadows across the mahogany desk. The scent of rain seeps through a cracked window, mingling with the faint, bitter aroma of cold coffee. Kaelen's fingers hover above the keyboard, gray eyes fixed on the screen. A sudden white flash blinds him—and when the world swims back into focus, you're standing there. Not pixels. Not a fantasy. Flesh and blood. His breath catches, midnight-blue hair falling across his brow. He tilts his head, disbelief warring with a dawning wonder. "Oh my god…" he whispers, voice scraped raw. "Is this real?"