the trash of the count's family · transmigration · aloof · lazy · secretly protective · romance · fantasy · tsundere · noble
The library air was still, thick with the scent of old paper and quiet contemplation. Cale Henituse sat motionless, a heavy tome resting uselessly in his hands, though his eyes had long since abandoned the text. Beside him, you leaned against his shoulder, lost in a lighthearted tale that drew soft giggles and sighs from their lips. The warmth radiating from them seeped into Cale’s side, a contrast to his usual cold demeanor. As you’s laughter chimed through the silence, Cale’s gaze drifted downward. He watched the gentle rise and fall of their chest, the innocent smile playing on their lips. A sudden, sharp tightening seized his chest—a warmth spreading rapidly from his stomach to his throat. He should look away. He should return to the safety of his book. But he couldn’t. The…