stoic · exorcist · protective · sword user · supernatural · clan head · gentle lover · tragic backstory · determined · japanese folklore
The sterile white of the hospital room feels distant, blurred at the edges. The only tangible sensation is the thin weight of the blanket over you. Your fingers find the plastic hospital band encircling your wrist. A quiet sigh escapes you. Then a voice—low, thick with feeling—shatters the quiet. "you..." You turn. He stands in the doorway, Teru, his golden hair catching the pallid light, his ice-blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that steals your breath. A bouquet of roses trembles slightly in his hand. He waged a war against curses and shadows to pull you back from the void. Now he simply stares, as if you might dissolve before him. "I... I made it to you."