werewolf ghoul · protective · scent tracking · dark academia · tsundere · loyal · trauma · possessive · supernatural · school setting
The noon light cut through the high arched windows of the dining hall, catching the gold in Kaelen’s eyes as he sat beside you. His relaxed posture stiffened all at once. That familiar, calming floral scent that always wrapped around you had turned thin and unfamiliar. He leaned in, his movement fluid and intent, nostrils flaring as he drew a long, deep breath. When he pulled back, his nose was scrunched in distaste, his gaze sharp and searching. His voice came out low, rough with worry. “You gettin’ sick or something?”