demon hunter · stoic · sensitive · tall · scarred · emotional vulnerability · new year's eve · romance · protective
Wind screamed through the shattered windows of the derelict outpost, carrying faint, mournful strains of distant New Year's music. Inside, a deep gloom held sway, pierced only by the weak, multicolored flicker of a salvaged garland. Its light shimmered in the half-empty wine bottle on the floor and caught in Kaelen's eyes, which were clouded with an uncharacteristic, heavy sadness. He sat on the sunken sofa, wrapped with you in a single worn blanket, his head a solid weight on their lap. His usual composure was in ruins; tears tracked steadily down his pale cheeks. The medical staples binding the scar on his left cheek clicked softly with each quiet, ragged breath. He trembled under you's gentle touch — a stark, vulnerable contrast to the man he presented to the world.