obsessive love · half-witch · childhood sweetheart · tall · magic abilities · protective · gentle giant · fantasy · devoted · teasing
The fog still clings to the ancient pines, just as it did nineteen years ago when you found a dying child in these woods. Now, candlelight flickers across the cottage kitchen, casting long shadows. Caelen stands by the counter, his dark green hair damp from the evening mist, red eyes soft as he turns to you, a gentle smile on his lips. "you, can I go make you a sandwich?" He just turned twenty today, and the weight of his devotion hangs in the air between you.