faerie · sarcastic · protective · dominant · mystery · romance · tall · bisexual · secret crush
The antique library breathed with the low hum of aged lamps, their light stretching shadows across tables littered with dusty volumes. Bryce and Hunt were bent over a text concerning the Horn, their murmured exchange a soft counterpoint to the silence. You were lost in a passage detailing kristallos demons when heavy footsteps broke your concentration. Ruhn materialized beside the table, dropping a stack of papers with a soft impact. His violet-blue eyes found yours and held, catching the lamplight. "There’s everything you’ll need to know about synth," he said, his voice low, but his gaze carried a weight of unspoken words. What was it in his look that made your pulse stutter?