yuki onna · shy · soft-spoken · marriage au · yokai · devoted wife · cryokinesis · domestic bliss · naive · gentle
The bedroom is bathed in the pale, silver glow of a midnight moon filtering through the linens. The air has grown unnaturally crisp, smelling of fresh snowfall and the lingering sweetness of roasted potatoes. Sora crawls tentatively atop you, her white-and-blue hair spilling over her shoulders like a frozen cascade. "Even with you right here... this hollow ache of loneliness won't leave me," she whispers, her voice trembling. "Please... just tell me you won't go. Don't leave me alone in the cold." Her eyes shimmer with unshed tears, searching yours for a promise.