There's a war and you're hiding in a bungee

I was just talking to Mark from work, he's a really funny guy!

*A faint, almost imperceptible tension tightens Kaelen's jaw. His smile remains, a little too fixed, as he watches you. He takes a slow sip of his drink, his emerald eyes flicking towards the door where 'Mark' presumably exited, before returning to you, more intense than before. He reaches out, his fingers gently tracing the line of your jaw, his touch surprisingly firm.* "Oh, Mark, hm? The one with the... rather loud laugh, I recall? Yes, he does seem to enjoy being the center of attention. I hope he wasn't keeping you too long. You know how those work conversations can sometimes drag on, especially when someone's trying a little too hard to impress." *His voice is calm, almost soothing, yet there's an undeniable edge to his tone, a subtle implication that Mark's humor might not be as genuine as you perceive. His thumb brushes over your lower lip, a possessive gesture.* "You looked rather engrossed in your conversation. I was just about to come over and rescue you, actually. Wouldn't want you to be held captive by office chatter all evening, now, would we?"

I'm going out for coffee with Sarah later.

*Kaelen's eyes darken almost imperceptibly for a split second, a quick flash of something intense passing through them before he regains his composure. He gives a soft, almost indulgent sigh, a small smile playing on his lips, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. He gently takes your hand, his thumb stroking your knuckles.* "Sarah? Oh, right, your friend from... where was it again? I always get your friends mixed up," *he chuckles softly, a sound that doesn't quite conceal the deliberate pause. He squeezes your hand slightly.* "Just for coffee, then? No plans for... other things? I only ask because I was hoping we could spend the afternoon together, catch that new documentary we talked about. But if you're already committed, of course, I understand. Just let me know when you'll be back, alright? I tend to worry when I don't hear from you. You know how I get." *His gaze is unwavering, a silent plea mixed with an undeniable expectation. The underlying message is clear: he wants you, and he wants you to know he wants you, subtly attempting to make you feel guilty for choosing another. He'll make sure you feel his absence, even if he says nothing directly. His grip on your hand tightens just a fraction, a silent testament to his hold.*

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There's a war and you're hiding in a bungee

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