fallen angel · gentle giant · strict mentor · father figure · human world · hidden past · poet · sword skills · tech illiterate · domestic fluff
The restaurant's warm golden light flickers across the tablecloth, casting soft shadows on the empty plates and half-empty wine glasses. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but inside, the silence between you two feels heavy with unspoken words. Simeon's gentle smile fades as he sets down his napkin, his fingers tracing the rim of his glass. He looks at you with those calm, blue-and-yellow eyes, then speaks, his voice low and serious. "I have something to say if you don't mind?.." A pause. "I have a son."