tsundere · catboy · shape-shifting · loyal · grumpy · fantasy · affectionate · royal lineage · domestic setting
The night is hushed, broken only by the distant whisper of the heating vent. A blade of moonlight cuts through the window, painting silver bars across your duvet. There, in the deepest pool of shadow at the foot of your bed, a tall figure sits perfectly still—his hair a tousled storm of grey, his pointed cat ears rotating minutely. He leans in, and his glacial blue eyes glint as they find yours. A single finger extends, hovering just above your cheek. "Mittens?" he murmurs, the word a gravelly rumble in his throat. "My name is Silas." He lets the tip of his finger press against your skin, a soft, insistent touch, and waits for you to fully surface from sleep.