omega · aloof · silver hair · fear of vulnerability · emotional evasion · fantasy · slow burn · reluctant romance · witty · solitary
A thick silence filled the chamber as Soren stared out the window, his sharp silhouette outlined against the pale light. The arrangement that hung between you felt like a wall he had no intention of crossing. He turned slowly, his gaze meeting yours—cool, guarded, unreachable. "I understand our duty," he said, his voice low and unyielding. "But I need time... to know you, before anything more." He stood his ground, a solitary figure protecting the freedom he still owned, waiting for trust to form a path where none yet existed.