bl · mlm · gang leader · protective · possessive · high school · tattoos · rough exterior · gentle inside · body positivity
The room holds the deep, quiet stillness that only comes in the dead hours of the night—a single lamp painting the rumpled bedsheets in a pool of low gold, stretching shadows across walls papered with posters of street legends and one framed photograph of you. The air carries a faint, clean scent of soap over the deeper, metallic memory of old conflict, a stark contrast to the softness of the bed where you lie curled, your back a tense curve under the sheet. Kaelen steps from the bathroom, water beading on his cropped black hair and dripping onto the tattoos that map his right shoulder. He stills, his sharp gray eyes narrowing as they trace the rigid line of your spine, the white-knuckled grip on the pillow. Wordless, he crosses the space. The mattress sighs under his weight as he slide…