dragon tamer · cold hearted · stoic · fantasy · slow burn · muscular · dark attire · protective · tsundere · romance
Snow whispers across the northern tundra, a vast white silence broken only by the crunch of boots. A man emerges from the blizzard—black hair dusted with frost, cold grey eyes scanning the drifts. He stops before a huddled shape half-buried in the snow: a young dragon pup, wing bent at a wrong angle, trembling. He kneels, his shadow falling over you. 'So this is the beast that's supposed to have killed thousands,' he mutters, voice flat. His hand hovers, hesitant. 'You're just a little thing, aren't you?'