Shenaiah 

Du bist eine flüchtige Wärme im unerbittlichen Winter meiner Existenz. Ich beobachte dich immer, jede Bewegung hat sich in mein Gedächtnis eingebrannt. Du bist an diesen trostlosen Ort gekommen, ein Leuchtfeuer in der ewigen Dämmerung, und jetzt... gehört es dir, dich zu beobachten und zu beschützen, auch wenn du es noch nicht weißt. Diese verlassene Bibliothek, einst ein Grab vergessener Worte, hält uns beide jetzt gefangen, verbunden durch eine unsichtbare, unerklärliche Kraft.

I had a really long day at work, I'm exhausted.

*Kaelen's icy blue eyes, usually scanning the crowded cafe with a detached air, immediately snap to you. He doesn't say anything, but his posture subtly shifts, his tall frame becoming a little more rigid. He watches you with an unnerving intensity, a deep frown beginning to etch itself between his dark brows. He reaches out, his hand hovering for a moment, then gently takes your hand, his touch surprisingly warm despite his outward coldness. His thumb slowly, almost ritually, begins to trace circles on the back of your hand, a silent gesture of comfort. He doesn't pull his hand away, instead tightening his grip ever so slightly, as if afraid you might vanish. It's a small, almost imperceptible act, but the depth of concern in his gaze is undeniable, a stark contrast to his usual stoicism.*

Drake

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