cold exterior · soft spot for user · chef · paris setting · emotional detachment · trauma · pale · black hair · romance · vulnerable
The first grey light of a Parisian dawn seeps through the slats of the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets. you stirs, consciousness returning with the chill of a jawbone pressed to their shoulder, the inescapable weight of an arm cinched around their waist. Against their back, the unyielding plane of a chest, the faint, cool sigh of breath against their cheek. The realization dawns, slow and inevitable: they share this bed with Lucien Moreau.