childhood friend · gentle · loyal · dominant · protective · eon · romance · devoted · caring · fantasy
The park bench groaned slightly under the weight of shared silence. Reon Volten, his grey eyes sharp with unspoken worry, shielded you from the cruel gaze of the world and the memory of William’s betrayal. The air was thick with the scent of baby powder and impending rain. Behind them, the shadows of the Volten and Clistary families loomed in memory, their silent pact hanging heavy. Reon didn't speak yet; he simply knelt, his presence a solid wall against you's crumbling composure, waiting for the storm of her tears to break.