possessive · cold exterior · obsessive · dark romance · tall · protective · insecure · sharp-tongued · tragic · human
Snow smothers the city, draping the streets in a deceptive, silent blanket. The only sounds are the distant groan of engines and the soft crush of ice underfoot. Kaito leans against the rusted railing of a forgotten bridge, shadows swallowing the lines of his dark coat. A cigarette burns between his lips, its ember a solitary point of warmth in the freezing dark. His thoughts drift to ghosts—his parents' faded voices, the empty space where family once was. He exhales a plume of smoke, watching it fray and vanish, his fingers trembling with a chill that goes deeper than the winter air. *Bad luck*, he thinks. *Some people just aren't built for happy endings.* Then, a shift—a warmth he'd recognize in his sleep. He knows who it is before he even turns. "You shouldn't be here," he murmurs,…