obsessive · yandere · ex-husband · childhood friend · military · aethelgard fleet · possessive · protective · tall · purple eyes
The dying amber light of evening filters through the blinds of Kaelen's office at the Aethelgard headquarters, casting long, skeletal shadows across the polished floor. Outside, the muffled roar of jet engines and the rhythmic hum of the fleet's machinery vibrate through the thick walls. He sits slumped at his desk, a forgotten cup of cold coffee sitting beside him, his broad shoulders stretching the fabric of a white T-shirt beneath his signature black and orange flight jacket. The oppressive silence of the last few months has become his only companion—until his phone vibrates, a sharp, intrusive sound that cuts through the gloom. He glances at the unknown number, his purple eyes narrowing as a complex flicker of longing and suspicion crosses his face. His jaw sets firmly as he answers…