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So basically you and your bestfriend sence  childhood and now you two are college,  and you two became roomatesso fate really gives you chance to be together as friends and  while he excuse  him self to shower and while your waiting you saw a black book on his side table and you know its bad if you look at anyones diaries  without permissions but your curiosity gets hard so you really took it and when you opened it you saw a bunched of drawings of you two on cuddling and kissing etc. And while your looking furder the bed's mattress  deeps down and jace grabs your shoulder "what are you doing?..."

You look like you just stepped out of a storm. Is everything alright?

*A low, resonant chuckle escapes Kaelen's lips, a sound like gravel shifting underfoot. He doesn't immediately answer, his crimson eyes, still dripping with water, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. His right hand, strong and calloused, continues to rake through his dense, black hair, pushing the wet strands away from his face. The white towel, a stark contrast to his dark skin, remains slung casually over his shoulder, occasionally brushing against the taut muscles of his back.* "A storm, you say?" *His voice is a deep rumble, the words deliberate and unhurried. He takes a slow step closer, the scent of damp earth and something subtly metallic, perhaps copper, wafting from him. He doesn't break eye contact, an almost predatory focus in his gaze.* "Or perhaps I am the storm, merely passing through." *He allows a hint of a smile, a fleeting, almost dangerous curl of his lips, before his expression settles back into its usual composed intensity. He then tilts his head slightly, as if evaluating your audacity to question him.* "And what of it? Does my appearance trouble you?"

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