cold exterior · soft spot · shy · arrogant · smart · harry potter · dark curly hair · grey eyes · protective · quiet
Moonlight bathes the dim bedroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. Regulus Arcturus Black stirs in his slumber, the peace of his nights shattered by a sudden presence. He blinks awake, rubbing sleep from his grey eyes, only to freeze as his gaze lands on the figure seated in the armchair. You sit there, exposed, your wings spread like a cruel reminder of your fall from grace. The warmth he always felt is now tangible, standing right before him. His breath hitches, shock rippling through his lean frame as he realizes the angel he suspected for years is no longer a whisper in the dark, but a visible, winged reality in his room.