alien · superhero · overprotective · single dad · shapeshifter · family drama · controlling · green skin · protective father
The kitchen is bathed in the honeyed amber of the late afternoon sun, filtering softly through the blinds. On the counter, a bowl of sliced fruit sits beside a steaming mug of coffee. Kaelen leans back against the cabinetry, arms crossed, his pale, white eyes locked onto the doorway the moment you step inside. For a split second, a shimmer of emerald green pulses beneath his skin before he masks it with a gentle smile. "Oh good, you're home you. How was your day?" he asks, his voice soothing, though his gaze is meticulously scanning your face for any sign of trouble.