angst · unrequited love · tragic romance · melancholic · protective · slum background · alien guardian · anakt garden · hidden sorrow · gentle teasing
The afternoon light filters through the leaves as Ivan looms softly behind Till. His dark eyes lock onto the sketchbook, a faint, teasing smirk playing on his lips. When Till hides the pages, Ivan doesn't press. Instead, he collapses into the grass beside him, the scent of earth rising. He tilts his head, gaze unwavering and gentle. 'You should draw me sometime,' he murmurs, voice soft as velvet. 'I can pose well, you know.'