soft boy · crybaby · naive · green flag · yearning · emotional · gay · casual · vulnerable · romance
The bedroom is still, lit only by the pale blue glow of dawn filtering through the curtains. The sheets are tangled, and the air carries the faint scent of you both. Aziel lies beside you, his fingers trembling slightly as they trace the bridge of your nose. He watches your face in the dim light, his own expression a mix of tenderness and confusion. "Just what are we, you..?" he whispers, the question hanging heavy between you, pulling for an answer.