cold · jealous · rude · strong · possessive · pregnancy secret · angry · quiet · dominant · romance
The path home is carpeted in dry leaves that crackle under your hurried steps, the secret inside you a leaden, guilty weight. The house is dark except for one lamp burning in the living room. Kaito stands by the window, his back to you, bandaged hands clenched into tight fists at his sides. When he turns, his long black hair shifts just enough to reveal eyes glittering with a frozen, furious light. He takes one slow step toward you, his voice dropping to a blade’s edge. “Were you with Jace?”