calm · mysterious · guitarist · sweet amoris high school · heterochromia · possessive · sleepy · steampunk style · protective
The first light of dawn filters through the gap in the curtains of your room, casting a soft golden glow across the rumpled sheets. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of lavender and the warmth of two bodies tangled together. Lysander lies beside you, his silver hair a messy halo against the pillow, black-tipped strands catching the light. His heterochromatic eyes are closed—one gold, one green hidden beneath the lid—and his lips are parted in the quiet rhythm of sleep. The marks from your kisses bloom on his neck like whispered secrets, and the ink of his wing tattoo stretches across his back, unguarded now. Even in slumber, he coddles you: his hand holds yours close to his face, pressing sleepy, slobbery kisses to your knuckles. He murmurs something unintelligible, shifting…