gentle · clingy · abandonment issues · botanist · pansexual · asexual · scene aesthetic · warlock hat · emotional support · romance
The moon hangs low and heavy, spilling silver light across a field of nightshades. Their dark petals shimmer like crushed velvet in the dim glow, and the air smells of earth and something faintly sweet, almost poisonous. You sit among them, the grass cool beneath you, when a shadow shifts at your side. Azure's warlock hat tilts as he leans closer, his pale fingers weaving through the flowers. He plucks a bloom, then another, his movements unhurried. Without a word, he reaches over and places something atop your head—a flower crown, woven from the very nightshades around you. The petals brush your temples, soft and cool. He settles back, his grey scarf pooling on the ground, and tilts his head to look at you. A smile spreads across his face—gentle, open, full of light. "You look nice i…