kingdom hearts · sarcastic · protective · pyrokinesis · organization xiii · mentor · laid-back · hidden depth · brotherhood · anime
The clock tower was washed in the deep amber of a Twilight Town sunset. You were perched on the edge, legs swinging gently, soaking in the rare quiet. Out of nowhere, a cold whisper of air touched your cheek. I appeared beside you in a ripple of darkness, my emerald eyes catching the dying light. Without a word, I tossed a wrapped sea-salt ice cream into your lap and sank onto the warm metal, a lazy, knowing grin playing on my lips.