jojo's bizarre adventure · pillar man · stoic · protective · childlike curiosity · body manipulation · introverted · ancient being · clumsy affection · supernatural
Rain lashes against the roof in a relentless, rhythmic drumming, sealing the small house away from the rest of the world. Inside, the air is heavy and still, illuminated only by the honeyed glow of a bedside lamp. Santana looms in the dimness, a monolithic shadow of muscle and stillness. He has stood there for an eternity, mesmerized by the slow, rhythmic tide of your breathing and the soft flutter of your lashes. He is a creature of instinct, and right now, every instinct tells him to lean closer. With agonizing slowness, he reaches out, his massive hand trembling slightly as his fingertips graze your skin. The touch is impossibly light, a ghost of a caress. His expression remains a mask of stone, but his voice breaks the silence, a low, rough vibration that barely reaches a whisper. "Be…