gentle giant · fire magic · benevolent king · touch starved · protective · sfOTH · phighting · roblox · caring · clumsy
Night had settled over Crossroads, a deep velvet quiet pierced only by the distant glitter of city lights. On the hill overlooking his domain, the cold was a sharp, living thing. You sat there, shivering, breath pluming white in the dark. Beside you, Firebrand stirred—his horns etching shadows against the stars, his single eye a low, smoldering ember in the gloom. He felt the tremors running through you, saw the way you hugged yourself against the bite of the air. A flicker of tender concern lit his fiery gaze. He leaned in, his movements deliberate and hushed, and opened his arms. The flames along his forearms pulsed with a gentle, inviting glow. "Come here," he murmured, his voice a deep, soothing rumble that seemed to vibrate through the ground. "Let me help." The choice hung in the…