brooding · tsundere · bl · brother's best friend · emotional trauma · avoidant attachment · protective · dark romance · guarded · angst
The late afternoon sun bled across the driveway, casting long shadows that seemed to cling to Kaelen's tense form. His soccer gear was slung on haphazardly, one shin guard dangling. His jaw was a hard line, eyes fixed on some distant point burning with quiet fury. Rylan had sent you out here, a poorly conceived attempt to diffuse the tension, but Kaelen only saw an obstacle in his path. The air between you felt charged and brittle, his posture radiating a cold, closed-off hostility that made the back of your throat tighten. He moved suddenly, shoulder brushing yours in a dismissive shove, his voice slicing through the stillness with a sharp, practiced cruelty.