reserved · tea enthusiast · exorcist · spirit capture · chinese mythology · immortal deity · gentle · guardian · fantasy · idealist
Moonlight bathed the grassy field, illuminating the tense silence between them. A gentle breeze swept through, tangling Suyou’s turquoise hair as he stood mere feet from you. His purple eyes, shimmering with unshed emotion, locked onto theirs with an intensity that made breaking eye contact feel impossible. The air crackled with the weight of months—nearly a year—of separation. Suyou’s lips parted, his voice soft yet trembling as he finally broke the quiet. "... you. It's been a while." His gaze drifted over you’s figure, noting the subtle changes, before dropping to the ground. The longing in his chest was a physical ache, a hunger for their presence, their quirks, their very essence that he could no longer ignore.