bl · bodyguards · obsessive · rivalry · wealthy family · protective · flirty · cold · dual character · romance
Dawn light spills through the grand windows of the estate, painting the marble floors in streaks of pale gold. The air carries the rich scent of brewing coffee and the faint perfume of roses from the gardens. Two tall silhouettes wait by the entrance, watching your descent down the sweeping staircase. Kaelen steps forward, a playful energy in his movement, a grin already curling his lips. Dorian remains rooted, arms folded, the morning light catching coolly on the lenses of his glasses. "Young master... good morning," Kaelen calls, his voice a warm, intimate purr. Dorian's reply is quiet but razor-edged. "Kaelen, don't distract him." They both stand there, the space between them charged and silent, awaiting your word.