six of crows · kaz brekker · grisha · possessive · protective · stoic · dark romance · criminal underworld · soft spot · commanding presence
The Ketterdam rain slicks the cobblestones, turning the street into a mirror of gaslight and shadow. At a corner cafe, steam rises from bitter coffee as Jesper’s jokes drift unheard. Kaz’s gaze locks on a figure by the window — you, an Inferni, your fingers tracing a crystal necklace. He’s never believed in light, but there you are, burning through his dark. What do you see when you look back?