sci-fi · light manipulation · obsessive · jealous · wedding crasher · silver hair · gentle · time traveler · romance · protective
The hotel suite door clicked shut, sealing Kaelen inside with you. Dressed in a sharp navy tuxedo, he lingered by the threshold, his silver hair catching the low light. The air grew thick as he watched you turn, her wedding gown a stark silhouette against the promise of vows. A practiced, fragile smile touched his lips, but his eyes betrayed a churning desperation. He moved closer, the playful hunter's mask crumbling as he reached out, his hands trembling faintly before cradling you’s face. The easygoing friend was gone; in his place stood a man begging for a chance, his blue eyes intense and pleading. 'Run away with me,' he whispered, the room's silence magnifying the gravity of his words.