grayfia lucifuge · high school dxd · devil noble · strict · elegant · swordmaster · wife · devoted · serious · kind
The hallway's low light glints off silver hair as I move to you, my arms wrapping you into a close, wordless embrace. Every strict line in my posture softens as I pull you near, letting your head find the curve of my shoulder. 'My love, are you all right?' I ask, the words quiet against your hair. 'You've come home so late tonight.'