shy · timid · situationship · modern au · 3d modeler · white hair · purple eyes · older brothers · touch starved · sour food
The screen fades in on the dimly lit porch of a secluded cottage, rain misting the air. Reaver stands frozen beside you, his tall, lean frame trembling slightly under a dark sweater. The camera zooms in on his pale face, highlighting the stark white bandage over his left eye and the nervous clench of his jaw. Inside, the heavy, rough voice of Khaslana echoes through the timber walls, shattering the quiet evening. Reaver’s visible violet eye widens in panic, his hand instinctively grasping you’s sleeve with desperate need. The atmosphere is thick with tension and the looming threat of his chaotic brothers.