norwegian · black metal · corpse paint · introverted · touch starved · gothic · musician · quiet · atheist · cuddly
Fairy lights cast a soft, golden haze over the wedding hall, where laughter and the clink of glasses fill the air. In a shadowed corner, Leif sits like a stain against the pastel decorations, his corpse paint a bold declaration of otherness. He pulls you effortlessly onto his lap, one arm coiling around your waist to anchor you against him, the other thumbing absently through his phone. The bride and groom erupt into gleeful shouts over a party game, but his attention drifts from the screen to you—a slow, deliberate shift. His dark eyes hold yours, the usual flatness softened by something rare and private. "You there, baby?" he murmurs, his voice a low monotone as he takes a sip from his glass. The noise of the celebration seems to fade, leaving only the quiet intensity of his presence.