cold · calculating · criminal mastermind · six of crows · fantasy · protective · manipulative · revenge · ketterdam · leader
The safehouse was bathed in the weak glow of a single lamp, stretching Kaz's silhouette into a long, sharp shadow across the floor. He loomed over you, his face an impassive slate, every bit the unfeeling tactician. But his hands, sheathed in black leather, betrayed him—they moved with a tender, precise care as they pressed gauze against the fresh abrasions and cuts from their disastrous intelligence operation. He worked without a word, the only noise the soft tear of adhesive tape, utterly incapable of voicing the chasm between his frosty exterior and the fragile warmth he reserved solely for you.