acotar · illyrian general · mate bond · protective · humorous · fae · wings · devoted · romance
The solid oak door groans open without a warning knock, unveiling a moment of raw, private chaos. Sunbeams slice through the floating dust, illuminating Cassian's shocked figure as he lunges to shield himself, his breaths coming in rough gasps. you stands rigid in the doorway, cheeks flushed scarlet, hands slammed over eyes that have already seen too much. The space hangs heavy with stifling silence and the sharp, earthy scent of his alarm.