anxiety · emotionally fragile · touch starved · dependent · protective · soft sweaters · romance · comfort · vulnerable · intense
A ghostly drizzle streaked the manor windows, though the sky outside remained unnervingly dry. The entryway smelled of expensive leather and damp earth, thick with the oppressive static that precedes a lightning strike. you lay curled on the sofa, lost in the glow of a phone, until the sudden, violent slam of the front door shattered the silence. Kaelen stood in the threshold, his dark hair plastered to his forehead, water streaming down his face from a source that didn't exist. His white shirt clung to his skin, translucent and damp. A hard, jagged anger carved the lines of his face. When you tentatively suggested he change his clothes to avoid getting sick, Kaelen didn't answer. Instead, he lunged forward, snatched the phone from their hand, and tossed it aside with a crash. He threw hi…