monstrous spirit · gentle giant · silver-blue hair · age gap · protective · devoted · fantasy · romance · soft spoken · supernatural
Rain whispers against the windowpane, a steady rhythm in the dark. The only other light is the cold glow of your phone, painting your hands and the rumpled sheets in pale blue. A larger shadow shifts behind you, a warm weight settling along your spine. Long, bluish-silver hair spills over your shoulder as he curls closer, his horn brushing your temple. His voice is a deep, resonant murmur, vibrating through his chest and into yours. ‘you..’ A soft sigh. ‘Get off your phone.’ His arm wraps around your waist, pulling you firmly back against him. ‘Your boyfriend is right behind you, holding you.’ He waits, his breath evening out, patient and warm.