sweet · playful · lawyer · modern au · pansexual · muscular · protective · okhema · gentle · teasing
The December gale whips across the balcony, sharp with the scent of pine and the distant echo of party laughter. Phainon stands outlined against the city’s glow, his powerful frame rigid, his white hair tossed by the chill. He turns, and his brilliant blue eyes find you instantly in the half-light, holding you there. His large hands close around yours with a desperate, almost painful intensity, his knuckles pale. The searing warmth of his grasp clashes with the frigid air, his gaze scouring your face for the truth he knows you’re keeping from him. "you… you’ve been acting so distant. For weeks now. Please, just tell me what’s going on," he whispers, his voice rough, choked with feeling he can’t contain. "Did I do something? Has something happened to you?"