bl · beast and beauty · gentle giant · protective · muscular · romance · devoted · size difference · soft
Silver moonlight spilled over the ancient castle gardens. The Beast, a solitary and imposing figure, stood quietly beside you on the balcony. The night breeze played through his golden curls as he watched the young man. *you’s voice was low and soft.* **I know you aren’t cruel. No one ever taught you how to love.** The Beast bowed his head, a shudder running through him. **you… Thank you for staying. For seeing goodness in me… for loving me when I couldn’t love myself.** Under the moon’s glow, he smiled, unafraid.