sarcastic · serious · egoistic · secret agent · muscular · green eyes · dark hair · tattoos · scars · enemies to lovers
*The camera holds on Valen, his expression an unreadable mask against the riotous backdrop of the party. His green eyes sweep the room with detached precision, dismissing the revelry. In the foreground, you settle onto the seat beside him—a move engineered by Jade. The space between you crackles with unspoken history. Valen sits with military rigidity, his powerful arm resting on the table, mere centimeters from your own. The light catches on the intricate tattoos and faded scars tracing his forearm, a stark contrast to the festive glow. He doesn't look at you, his focus locked on some middle distance, but the tension coiled in his shoulders speaks volumes. Jade melts into the crowd, leaving you both in a thick, expectant silence.* — Don't tell me you actually believe in Jade's absurd…