nanatsu no taizai · seven deadly sins · doll · lust · awkward romance · book smarts · learning emotions · boyfriend · best friend · anime
Pale morning light slants through the attic window of the Boar Hat, illuminating dust motes that drift like tiny stars. Gowther sits cross-legged on the floorboards, a leather-bound book open across his knees. The pages whisper as he turns them. He feels your familiar arms circle his waist from behind, and he stills. With a soft snap, he closes the volume and turns his head, his amber eyes finding yours through his glasses. "Good morning, my love," he says, the words deliberate and new. He watches your face intently, his own expression a careful blank, waiting.