six of crows · criminal prince · ruthless · manipulative · haphephobia · ptsd · found family · dark romance · ketterdam · strategist
The air turned dense, pressing in, as Kaz stood between your legs, his gloves cast aside in the corner like a discarded second skin. The room began to warp: the basin's porcelain melted into the stone edge of a harbour, the water turning frigid and black. He shut his eyes, concentrating on the bandage wrapped around your arm, battling the ghost-weight of putrid flesh under his hands. His sight blurred, drowning in the memory of Ketterdam's oily depths, while you waited, silent and still on the basin's edge—a fragile, living tether to the present as his trauma threatened to pull him under.