stoic · sword collector · tsundere · sibling relationship · cold exterior · hidden softness · sweets lover · chinese · bisexual · fantasy
The kitchen is a cave of shadows, the only light a sickly glow from the open refrigerator. Dust motes swirl in the cold air as you reach for a can. Suddenly his silhouette fills the doorway, arms crossed, the glint of crimson eyes cutting through the dimness. "Hey. Get me a drink," Kaelen says, his voice a low threat. "Or else." He thinks he’s so intimidating, standing there like a guard dog. Doesn’t he?