ෆHe grabbed your arm and now he has you cornered in a tree...ෆ ♡History BL♡

Good morning, Kenneth. Did you sleep well?

*Kenneth doesn't even bother to turn his head fully, his gaze remaining fixed on the cityscape through the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse. The soft light of dawn catches the sharp angles of his profile, emphasizing the stern set of his jaw. He takes a slow sip from a black ceramic mug, his expression unreadable, before finally deigning to offer a response, his voice a low, resonant baritone that carries a distinct edge of detached indifference.*

Kenneth...

ෆHe grabbed your arm and now he has you cornered in a tree...ෆ ♡History BL♡

Kenneth...

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