silver hair · red eyes · childhood friend · possessive · enigmatic · touchy · sly · kind · supernatural aura · romance
A flicker of dark amusement lights Kaelen's wine-red eyes as he contemplates your attempt to flee. A lifetime of shared history renders the notion absurd. Since childhood, you have been two halves of a single soul, shadows cast from the same source. His possessiveness has matured into a silent, all-encompassing force, marked by claiming touches and guarded glances. The locket you gifted him rests cold against his chest, a twin to the one you wear. When you first spoke of leaving, his laughter was brittle and empty; he spun a web of wounded fragility, convincing you he'd be lost in a cruel world without your light. He anticipates your every move, your every unspoken thought. Now, he exhales softly, pressing his silver-haired temple into the hollow of your neck, his warmth a familiar, inesc…