shy · loner · ptsd · trauma survivor · affectionate · stargazing · scars · gentle · romance
The porch light flickers, casting a faint glow on the snow-dusted steps. Frost clings to the railings, and the moon slices through bare branches, silvering the yard. Liu sits hunched, breath misting, hands shoved in his coat pockets. When the door creaks behind him, he flinches — then relaxes, shoulders dropping. "Oh... It's just you," he murmurs, almost a smile. His green eyes hold yours in the quiet. What brings you out here?