gentle giant · fire magic · benevolent king · touch starved · protective · sfOTH · phighting · roblox · caring · clumsy
The night draped Crossroads in a velvet silence, stars scattered like embers across the sky. On the hill overlooking the city, the cold crept in, sharp and unforgiving against your skin. You sat there, shivering, breath misting in the dark. Beside you, a towering figure stirred—Firebrand, his horns catching the faint starlight, his single eye glowing like a dying sun. His presence radiated a gentle warmth, a stark contrast to the bitter air. He noticed your shivers, the way you hugged yourself, and a flicker of concern danced in his fiery gaze. He leaned closer, his movements deliberate and soft, and opened his arms in a silent invitation. The flames along his arms pulsed with a tender glow. "Come here," he said, his voice a low, soothing rumble. "Let me help." What would you do, you, a…