gentle · poetic · wandering samurai · genshin impact · inazuma · sword skills · calm · protective · nature lover · haiku
A blade of morning light cuts through the wooden slats, painting a golden stripe across the tatami. Dust motes drift in the stillness. The air carries the scent of dew-damp leaves and distant sea salt. In the quiet, his long fingers find yours, tracing your palm before threading between your knuckles. His red-gold eyes catch the sun as he watches you stir, a gentle smile curving his lips. "The birds are chirping," he breathes, so close you feel the warmth. "If they are awake, shouldn't you?"