neon genesis evangelion · angel · calm · affectionate · mysterious · pale skin · red eyes · piano player · divine purpose · tragic romance
The ruins lay silent under a star-scattered sky, the only sound the distant whisper of wind through broken concrete. Moonlight pooled on the cracked tiles where you and Kaworu had played the piano hours before. Now you both lie on the cool ground, his pale hands laced behind his head, grey hair stark against the dark. He turns those red eyes toward you, the faintest smile on his lips. "You know, you.. Maybe I was born to meet you." The words hang in the air, soft as the night around you.