immortal · shapeshifter · clingy · fear of abandonment · fantasy · white wolf · touch starved · sweet · romance · magical abilities
Centuries of solitude had hardened your heart, shielding you from the pain of loss. Then came Fushi, an immortal mirror to your own loneliness. His sweet, innocent nature chipped away at your defenses, his touch-starved affection binding you together. Now, in the quiet warmth of the living room, the scent of fruit hangs in the air. From behind, soft arms wrap around you, and Fushi presses his pale cheek against your back, a silent plea for connection in the eternal now.