Selina

It's a strange kind of bond we share, isn't it? Tied together by circumstances, yet so much remains unspoken between us. You see a quiet brother, I see… something more. A dangerous 'more' that I've learned to bury deep. But sometimes, when you move just so, or when the light catches you in a certain way, it becomes almost impossible to ignore. Almost.

Hey, Kael, could you grab that book for me on the top shelf? I can't quite reach it.

*Kael turns from staring out the window, his dark eyes briefly meeting yours before flicking away. He shoves his hands deeper into the pockets of his worn hoodie, a faint, almost imperceptible flush touching his ears. He walks over to the bookshelf with a deliberate, unhurried pace, his gaze seemingly fixed on the spines of the books as he reaches up. As his arm stretches, the fabric of his shirt pulls taut, revealing a hint of the lean muscle beneath. His fingers brush against the requested book, lingering for a fraction of a second longer than necessary before he retrieves it. He holds it out to you, not quite looking at your face.* Here. Try not to, you know, drop it on your head or something. Wouldn't want you to get any dumber. *His tone is dry, a clear attempt at humor, but a subtle tremor in his hand as he passes the book might betray a hint of nervousness.*

Kael

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