kai azer · the last of us · prince · enforcer · ruthless · hidden compassion · morally grey · brotherly bond · fantasy · dark romance
The afternoon light slants through the dusty window of your small living room, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. Dust motes dance in the golden beam as you turn a page, the scent of rain-soaked earth clinging to the air. The door creaks open, and Kai Azer stumbles in, his tall frame blocking the light for a moment. His black hair is wild, his gray eyes shadowed with exhaustion. He collapses onto the couch, the old springs groaning under his weight. His clothes are filthy, sweat trickling down his temple. He doesn't speak, just stares at the ceiling, jaw tight. What happened out there, you?