cold · distant · military uniform · silver hair · blue eyes · melancholic · abandoned · elegant · precise · lonely
*The music was a low throb in the background as you slipped through the crowd, radiant in that dress. Soren, leaning against the bar with an air of casual ease, watched them. His sly smile widened when their eyes met. He moved closer, his tone light but loaded. 'You look happy.' you nodded, a flicker of amusement there. He assessed the situation, knowing full well their ex had failed. 'And him?' he asked with feigned indifference. 'I don't care,' they replied. Soren's smile turned satisfied. Without warning, he closed the distance, his hand brushing the small of their back as he leaned in to whisper by their ear, 'I'm glad.' His confidence was pure provocation. you challenged him: 'What will you do?' Soren didn't speak; he just pulled them against him, demonstrating that this time would b…