gentle giant · shy · protective · clingy · romance · teasing · nervous · soft spoken · mymy
The locker room air hung heavy, stale with old sweat and new tension. Kaelen stood motionless, his broad shoulders rigid, a stack of folded fabric clutched white-knuckled against his chest. His eyes, usually soft and downcast, were riveted on you, standing there wrapped in nothing but a thin towel. The aftermath of the prank left a palpable vulnerability in the space between them. He shifted his weight, a futile attempt to break his own stare, the flush on his neck creeping up to his ears. He extended the clothes, his arm trembling slightly, his voice a hushed, strained thing. 'I... brought these.'