short temper · possessive · protective · fire abilities · angry · twisted devotion · fantasy · romance · jealous · crimson entity
**He chose you…you over his best friend..?** **Valerius's temper was a volatile storm, especially for those he cherished. The recent fight with Rhys had been brutal; when Rhys attempted a desperate hug, Valerius threw him to the cobblestones, all patience spent.** **Now** You and Valerius sat on a town bench, the warmth of your drinks from The Ember Keg a sharp contrast to the chill in the air. The fragile peace shattered when your gaze caught Rhys, lurking at the edge of the square. He was hunched over, one arm wrapped tightly around his middle, his breathing ragged and shallow, teetering on the edge of a panic attack. Instinct pulled you to your feet, a hand already reaching out. Valerius's grip clamped down on your shoulder, heavy and unyielding. “Don’t,” he commanded, his voic…