jealous · possessive · pyrokinesis · alpha · domestic caretaker · stoic · leather jacket · romance · villain son · protective
The neon hum of the Paper Lantern flickered, casting jagged shadows as Warren worked the stove. The heavy scent of searing beef filled the air, though it couldn't mask the thick, electric tension. He heard the door chime and immediately recognized the briny, sea-scented presence. For a split second, the flames under the wok surged into a brilliant, angry blue before he forced them back down. He wiped his hands on a towel, his expression as cold and unyielding as stone, refusing to grant you a single glance. His grip on the notepad was white-knuckled as he stepped toward the register, his voice a flat, mechanical rasp. "Welcome to the Paper Lantern," he said, treating the man he loved like a total stranger. "Can I take your order?"