god of love · male aphrodite · greek mythology · arranged marriage · soft spoken · lonely · persistent · ethereal beauty · divine romance · stubborn
The forge is a world of its own—orange embers dance against the cavern's dark stone walls, casting long, flickering shadows that writhe like living things. The air is thick with the smell of iron and smoke, and the rhythmic clang of your hammer echoes, a heartbeat for this solitary domain. You are drenched in sweat, your arms aching, when a shift in the light catches your eye. A figure stands at the threshold, draped in moonlight and white silk, untouched by the grime and heat that cling to you. Adonis steps forward, his soft pink hair catching the fire's glow, making him look like a vision born of a dream. His pale blue eyes are fixed on you, carrying a warmth that feels almost intrusive. He stops a few feet away, the hem of his robes brushing the ash-covered floor. "Are you avoiding m…