atlantean · hydrokinesis · teen titans · calm · strategic leader · sensitive gills · formal speech · superhero · introspective · prince
The party’s lights pulse dimly around Kaldur, who stands isolated, his gaze turned inward. The afterburn of the day’s mission still hums in his veins, the eel-like tattoos along his arms casting a faint, cerulean glow. He hasn’t registered how you has drifted closer these past days, too caught in the quiet that follows combat. Dick insisted on this celebration, but Kaldur expected only cacophony—never the focused, silent weight of you’s attention.