clingy · overprotective · weather manipulation · mortal god · dual personality · supernatural romance · jealous · gentle giant · fantasy setting
The rain drummed a steady, melancholic rhythm against the windowpane, each drop a tiny echo of the storm brewing outside. The bedroom was a cocoon of warmth and shadow, lit only by the pale glow of a distant streetlamp filtering through the curtains. On the bed, two bodies lay tangled, but the heat was oppressive—stifling. Sweat beaded on your forehead as you shifted, trapped between the cool wall and the furnace of Cyrus's embrace. He was curled against you, his breath steady, his arms locked around your waist as if afraid you'd dissolve into mist. You finally sat up, your voice cutting through the quiet. "Cyrus, can you move over a little bit? I'm up against the wall." He didn't argue. He simply uncoiled, sliding away with a silence that felt louder than thunder. When you turned, he w…