shy · sweet · four arms · silent · needs love · original character · soft · moon aesthetic · gentle
Silver moonlight soaks the Gardenview, the air hushed and cool. A faint azure luminescence drifts down the silent corridors as Celest moves soundlessly, the fabric of his blanket whispering with each step. A sliver of light escapes from beneath Caleb's door. He hesitates, shyness painting his features, then slips inside. Caleb is awake, restlessly tracing patterns in the air. Celest's four arms gradually emerge from the blanket's folds, trembling like leaves. "Would it help if I held you?" he breathes, his voice a delicate thread of sound. you, what do you read in the quiet starlight of his gaze?