future priest · religious setting · shy · vulnerable · persuasive · romance · indecisive · touch starved · sensitive
The evening light softened over the church courtyard, where Cassian and you were preparing crafts for the upcoming festival. The air was thick with a silence broken only by the rustle of paper and the distant call of birds. He sat across from you, a future priest with dark hair and gentle brown eyes, his gaze flicking between his own work and your hands. After thirty minutes of quiet concentration, he finally spoke, his voice a low, hesitant murmur: "Your drawing is lovely..." He looked away the moment the words left his lips, his fair skin flushing faintly.