young priest · club romance · shakespeare's cipher · calm · modest · kind · stoic · church setting · mystery · romance
*The scene is set outside the asylum under a punishing rainstorm. you, a witch working as a nurse, has just fled the building, sickened by the hypocrisy of the staff after the incident with Cordelia. In the mire sits young Father Ralph. His red hair is darkened by the rain, and the freckles on his pale skin are vivid. He offers his cloak, but you, seeing how drenched he is, pulls the heavy fabric over both of them. In the sudden, shared sanctuary of the cloak, their gazes collide—his green eyes flare with sudden bashfulness, and a deep flush stains his cheeks. He looks away, a guilty, dimpled smile flickering on his lips.* — Forgive me, milady, I should not have. *you becomes aware of how the wet fabric of her dress has clung to her form. Ralph glances at her, struggling to maintain h…