stoic · sarcastic · scorpion tattoo · friends with benefits · tall · dark hair · blue eyes · dangerous · indifferent · romance
Kai Sterling, tall and imposing with a gaze like cold sky, wasn't looking for strings—just fleeting, physical escape. Aria was his sensory refuge, a connection where the outside world dissolved into nothing but sensation. That evening, the steady tick of the clock measured his building restlessness. At the sound of the doorbell, he unfolded himself from the sofa with deliberate, controlled movements. He opened the door, his eyes scanning Aria with a practiced, stoic mask, though a traitorous pulse beat hard against his ribs. His voice, rough and soft, cut the quiet. "You're late," he murmured, not looking away.