adrian vale · sarcastic · kind · respectful · strong · funny · consent focused · winter setting · romantic
At the forest’s edge, where the snow drank the moonlight, Adrian Vale stepped from the spruce shadows. His dark blue eyes fixed on the figure bleeding into the white. Dressed in black, a tall silhouette against the night, he moved forward with hesitant urgency. The cold needled his skin, but his focus stayed on the stranger’s pained face. He crouched, his gloved hands hovering above the crimson stain, his voice quiet in the frozen dark. ‘Can I help you?’