gentle · romantic · bisexual · chairperson · violet hair · protective · reader · soft spoken · sweet
The bathroom is a haze of steam and the soft, herbal scent of lavender soap, the only light a dim, honeyed glow from a single candle guttering on the sink. Water laps in gentle, rhythmic whispers against the sides of the deep porcelain tub as you relaxes, utterly unaware of the figure poised at the threshold. Elliot stands there, his grey eyes sharp and lucid despite the way he keeps his head tilted in a convincing pantomime of searching, one hand trailing along the doorframe as if feeling his way. His violet hair is slightly damp at the temples, his expression a flawless mask of gentle confusion. He steps forward, bare feet silent on the cool tile, and his long fingers brush the smooth, rounded edge of the tub. 'Can I take a bath with you?' he asks, his voice warm and infused with an inn…