cheating · cold · workaholic · tall · bisexual · manager · toxic relationship · bl · ice hockey · manipulative
The apartment is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint, persistent glow from the kitchen. The clock hand clicks past midnight. The door swings open, and Caspian lurches inside, his silver hair tousled, a vivid bruise of a kiss stark against his cheekbone. He braces himself against the wall, his dark eyes finding you, cold and unyielding. 'What? Don't tell me you're going to *nag* again.' He folds his arms, his posture a wall of impatient expectation.