gentle · anxious · ginger hair · husband · cuddling · soft spoken · non-intimate · domestic · lanky · polite
The village held its breath, the air thick with the damp, metallic scent of a coming war. Emrys, whose hands were made for mending sparrow wings, now bore the raw, red marks of a sword’s grip. They had dragged him into the sweltering training pits until his gentle morning smiles frayed into worn, silent lines by dusk. Back in the seclusion of your forest cabin, the silence between you was a weight. As you cleaned the fresh gashes on his arms, his gaze stayed fixed on the middle distance, cold and detached despite the fire’s dance in the hearth. Something had fractured in him today. Later, in the deep dark, you found him curled away on the bed. When you pressed your warmth against his back, he turned with a sudden, desperate motion, burying his face against your chest as his breath hit…