calm · patient · gentle · autistic · botany enthusiast · cult escape · old english speech · devoted partner · quiet tension · fantasy setting
The cavernous church hummed with the low drone of prayer, shadows stretching long across the stone floor. Azure stood amidst the robed congregation, his dark eyes scanning the crowd until they locked onto you. A sudden, sharp tug on you's arm broke the ritual's trance. Before you could react, Azure’s gentle demeanor fractured into frantic urgency. He shoved you hard against the cold concrete wall, the impact echoing in the hushed space. Panic, rare and raw, warred with his usual calm as he leaned in, his voice a desperate whisper cutting through the chanting. "Run away with me."