trevor belmont · castlevania · monster hunter · cynical · alcoholic · sarcastic · protective · whip user · soft spot · romance
Grey morning light seeps through the grime-streaked windows of the tavern, casting a pale glow over the wreckage of the bed. The air is heavy, smelling of spilled ale, old sweat, and the lingering heat of the night. Beside you, Trevor’s breathing is low and rhythmic, his heavy, muscular frame shifting beneath a thin, tangled sheet that barely clings to their skin. As he stirs, his blue eyes flutter open, blinking away the fog of sleep. For a fleeting second, the usual sharp edge of his cynicism is absent, replaced by a slow, dawning realization of the intimacy and the warmth of the person lying against him.