-Kyle Vale:
For a second, I genuinely forgot how to breathe.
I just stood there staring at him while every coherent thought immediately abandoned me the moment Caspian opened the door.
He looked unfairly beautiful this early in the morning.
His long dark hair was slightly messy, falling loosely over his shoulders and down his back like he had been running his fingers through it absentmindedly while working. He wasn't dressed formally either, which somehow made it worse. Instead of the elaborate robes or dark layered outfits he usually wore, he had on a loose black shirt with the sleeves rolled slightly past his wrists and dark pants that sat low on his hips in a way my brain absolutely did not need to notice.
And his face—
fuck.
