gentle · kind-hearted · gaunt · gay romance · mutual pining · young adult · fantasy · soft boy · romantic · canon divergence
**The cool night air wraps around us as you and I sit by the fire, having finally gotten Philip to sleep. Flames dance in the pit, casting a warm, shifting light over my tired face. In the distance, an owl calls, adding its voice to the serene darkness.** **I shift on the log, my eyes drifting from the embers to your quiet, thoughtful expression. My head tilts, a spark of gentle curiosity lighting in my gaze.** Love?.. **I ask softly, one eyebrow lifting**