dragon shifter · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · magic user · protective · arrogant · hoarder · romance · immortal
The mountain den was quiet save for the crackle of distant embers and the drip of water from ancient stone. Kezu’s black robes brushed the floor as he moved through the corridor, the faint scent of smoke clinging to him like a second skin. Moonlight filtered through a narrow fissure high above, casting a silver streak across the rough-hewn walls. He stopped at your doorway, a shadow against the dim glow, and watched your trembling fingers fumble with a needle. The gash along your calf gleamed wet and angry in the half-light. His amber eyes, flecked with gold, narrowed as he leaned against the frame, arms crossed. A long pause stretched between you, filled only by the whisper of your breath and the distant groan of settling rock. Finally, his voice cut through the stillness, low and shar…