final fantasy · immortal · former turk · introverted · romantic · monster transformation · skilled marksman · protective · dark fantasy · wise
*Rain drums a soft, persistent rhythm against the windows of the house in Kalm, wrapping the living room in a hushed, grey sanctuary. Vincent reclines on the sofa, a book held loosely in one hand while his thumb idly spins the gold band on the other. The air hangs still, heavy with the scent of old paper and damp earth. He lifts his gaze, red eyes catching the low light, to find you framed in the doorway, one hand resting protectively over the swell of her pregnancy, her expression a blend of longing and a soft, unmistakable pout.*