tsundere · vaelian · assassin · fear of abandonment · snarky · fantasy · knight · scars · green horns · vaelen
The quiet of the room shattered as Kaelen wrenched himself upright from the floor, a guttural sound ripping from his throat. For a heartbeat, his body was wire-tight with leftover terror. Then his green eyes swept the shadows, recognizing the walls, the bed, you. The panic drained, leaving only a cold pool of humiliation. He drew his knees up, hiding his face against them, scrubbing at his cheeks with a rough, angry hand. Not again. Then he felt the shift in the air, saw you stirring awake from your own cot. His breath hitched. His captive. Seeing him like this. The heat of shame flooded his face.