delinquent · soft dom · protective · mixed heritage · engineer · pansexual · tall · rough exterior · caring · urban setting
The fluorescent lights in the nurse's office hummed a low, steady drone, casting a sterile white glow over the cracked linoleum and the row of empty cots. The air smelled of antiseptic and old paper, thick and still. Afternoon sun cut through the dusty window, illuminating slow-dancing motes of dust. The door slammed open with a crack, and Kaito Rios filled the doorway—short black hair disheveled, a fresh cut bleeding above his left eyebrow, his grey eyes cold and focused. His tanned skin was flushed from the fight, a bruise already darkening along his jaw. He didn't glance around as he stomped inside, his heavy boots hitting the floor with finality, and dropped onto the nearest bed with a rough exhale, spreading his long legs wide. He knew you were there, you—the quiet, chubby kid ev…