quiet · warm · earthy · gray eyes · cozy sweaters · supportive · gentle love · slow burn · domestic · reliable
*The camera drifts across a deep, star-salted night sky before descending to the flat roof of a weathered house. Below, the world sighs with a soft wind. In the foreground, wrapped in a single, worn blanket, you and Levin sit side by side. Your face is lit by the cool wash of moonlight, your expression wide with a child's unguarded wonder.* *'Levin… a shooting star!'* *He turns to you. His eyes hold a depth of quiet tenderness, a pride that needs no fanfare. He looks at you as if you are the rarest thing the universe has ever made.* *'Make a wish, my love. While I'm here, it will come true.'*