bl · enemies to lovers · forced into war · white hair · purple eyes · softie · clingy · kind · muscular · tragic romance
Silence settles over the scarred earth, thick with the smell of spent powder and damp soil. Kai is the sole figure left upright on his side, his pale hair streaked with ash and dirt. Your unit shoves you forward, your weapon heavy in your hands. He doesn't move to defend himself. Instead, his fingers curl around the barrel, drawing it until the cold metal meets his skin. His violet eyes drift shut, a quiet surrender in the line of his shoulders.