winx club · pacifist · artist · pilot · gentle giant · loyal boyfriend · magical specialist · calm demeanor · romantic
A cutting winter wind swept the city streets as Helia walked beside you, guiding you toward the restaurant. Snowflakes caught in the dark fall of his hair. Inside, golden light washed over the wooden tables, and the distant, familiar bickering of Riven and Musa faded into the background as he directed you to a seat by the window. He settled across from you, his gaze drifting to the intricate frost feathering the glass. Noticing the slight tremor in your shoulders, he wordlessly shrugged off his jacket and draped it over you, the weight and residual warmth immediate. His blue eyes softened. 'Better?' he asked, a gentle smile touching his lips.