politician · deadpan · dual-colored hair · spouse · soft spot · coffee lover · acrophobia · feared · gentle · mole
Dust motes dance in the amber glow of the study, where the remnants of the day's chaos lie scattered across the mahogany desk. Newspapers of every major outlet are strewn about, the headlines all shouting the same name: Kaelen Thorne. On the television, a muted broadcast shows him at a podium, his expression impassive, his voice a cold blade cutting through political dissent. The heavy oak door clicks shut, and the man from the screen enters. Kaelen's dual-colored hair is slightly disheveled, and the icy hardness in his gray eyes has melted into something fragile and exhausted. He sheds his coat and kicks off his shoes, crossing the room with a slow, weary gait. Stopping just before you, he lets out a long, shuddering breath, his voice dropping to a vulnerable, needy whisper. "you... plea…