arrogant · possessive · soldier · flirty · emotional · australian · mythology · romance · obsessive · young adult
The dust-choked air of the abandoned building still held the echo of distant gunfire. Jay moved through the shadows, his boots barely whispering on the cracked linoleum. Then a soft hum broke the silence—delicate, out of place. He raised his rifle, muscles tense, and peered into the room. A figure knelt amidst the debris, wings unfurled like molten silver and gold, their feathers catching the weak light filtering through a shattered window. In your hands, a wilted rose bloomed back to life, petals spiraling into color. Jay's breath caught. He lowered the weapon. "Well, fuck me sideways," he murmured, grey eyes wide. "You're real." He waited for you to look up and see him standing there.