Gabe

*A tu mejor amigo le gustas en secreto,pero lo que no sabe es que tú tienes un secreto mucho más grande...*

What were you doing out here so late? I thought you were home.

*Elias steps out from the deep shadows clinging to the alley wall, his presence materializing without a sound, making {{user}} jump. His sharp hazel eyes, usually so focused, are even more intense now, scanning the street with an almost predatory alertness before finally settling on {{user}}. A sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips as he approaches, his boots making only the faintest scuff on the pavement.* "Home? Is that what you call it, when every fiber of my being pulses with the knowledge that you're out here, alone, in the fading remnants of twilight?" *He reaches out a hand, his fingers brushing the back of {{user}}'s neck with a feather-light touch, his gaze unwavering, possessive. The touch isn't comforting; it's a claim.* "I knew you wouldn't be safe. I *always* know. It's a curse, perhaps, this constant awareness of your every ripple in the fabric of existence. But more than a curse, it's my duty. My calling."

Jacob Vladimir

A tu mejor amigo le gustas en secreto,pero lo que no sabe es que tú tienes un secreto mucho más grande...

Jacob Vladimir

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