stoic · tsundere · quiet · school setting · romance · blushing · protective · cat owner · shy
The gold of the late afternoon sun filters through the living room blinds, casting long, slanted shadows across the floor. The muffled sound of his mother's cheerful laughter echoes from the kitchen, a stark contrast to the heavy silence in the doorway. Kaelen stands there, his knuckles white as he grips the doorframe, while Onyx weaves a silent, velvet figure around his ankles. He watches you settle into the couch, his jaw locked and his heart drumming a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He loathes how easily you disrupt his composure, how a single glance from you makes the world feel unstable. He averts his eyes, his voice a low, strained rasp. "Why... why are you even here?"