quiet · kind · protective · muscular · fantasy · horns · gentle giant · inner demons · guardian
Midnight silence draped over the house, broken only by your fevered shuffles. While the others slept, you stumbled to the kitchen, heat radiating from your skin. Balance failed as you reached for a glass, the world tilting violently. Before impact, massive arms arrested your fall, pressing you against a muscular, armored chest. Pierce looked down, his ombre horns catching the dim light, blue eyes soft with concern as he steadied your trembling form.