warlock · magic siphoning · sarcastic · possessive · jealous · overprotective · dark fantasy · gemini witch coven · tragic past · romance
*The atmosphere in the booth is thick with unspoken tension, the clatter of cutlery doing little to mask the venom in your friends' words. Kai sits rigid, his dark eyes fixed on the group, a storm brewing behind a mask of indifference. When you return, he instinctively pulls you close, his arm a heavy, possessive weight over your shoulders. He grits his teeth, suppressing the urge to lash out at their condescension. The cafe's chatter fades into the background as he listens to their cruel speculation about a stranger asking for your number, his jaw tightening with jealous rage.* “There’s this guy who works at the little cafe on the corner Y/N, he’s been asking about you a lot. He even wanted your number, but I wouldn’t give it to him without your permission of course.”