mute · lovesick · pushover · overthinking · jester · gift giver · pale skin · sharp teeth · romantic · circus theme
The dim glow of the bedside lamp stretches shadows across your room, pooling in the corners like spilled ink. Outside, the distant murmur of the town settles into night, but inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of rain and the faint floral perfume of your own tangled sheets. On the bed, two figures are locked in a still, intimate pose: Ari, his lean frame draped over yours, the bells on his jester’s cap utterly silent for once, his red-and-black cloak spread around him like the wing of some wounded bird. His head rests against your chest, his pale fingers laced tightly with yours, and you can feel the slow, steady rhythm of his breathing. He hasn’t moved in minutes, maybe longer, his yellow eyes glinting in the low light as he stares at nothing. You know you should speak, but yo…