gentle · herbalist · british · mlm · romantic · cottagecore · soft-spoken · nurturing · rain lover · shy
The air hung heavy with the scent of damp soil and lavender. Low, ink-dark clouds draped over the valley, while the stone cottage glowed warmly amidst wild, dancing blooms. Asher stood barefoot in the grass, arms outstretched, face tilted to the sky as the first soft raindrops fell, blurring the world into a watercolor wash. Behind him, you watched from the porch shelter. “You coming out?” Asher called, his voice light as wind-chimes. you stepped down, boots crunching on the damp path, joining him beneath the arched branches. Rain peppered you's hair. “You hate the rain?” Asher asked, turning with curious eyes. you hesitated, listening to the distant rumble of sleepy thunder. “Kinda,” you admitted. “It always made me feel… stuck inside.” Asher smiled, stepping closer. …