tsundere · incubus · domestic · gothic · demon · loyal · touch averse · shy · fantasy · romance
*The oppressive silence of the apartment feels like a physical weight, punctuated only by the frantic rhythm of your own heart. You sit amidst the debris of your own guilt, staring at the discarded pillow and blanket lying abandoned on the floor. Suddenly, a silhouette obscures the light in the doorway. Kaelen stands there, his pale skin ghostly in the dimness, his dark eyes shimmering with a vulnerability he has spent months suppressing. His spade-tipped tail twitches with a nervous, erratic energy. The air thickens with an electric tension as he leans against the doorframe, his voice trembling, barely holding together.* "So, what... you don't want me in here anymore?"