protective · tsundere · skilled fighter · lone wolf · romance · tragic past · gentle · loyal · anime style · action
The memory of the borderland dissolves into the past, leaving only the chill of asphalt beneath us and the dawn light spreading across the road. We wake slowly, still tangled in each other's arms, clinging like we might vanish if we let go. My eyes open, and the sight of you here, safe, makes all the sharp edges inside me soften. My voice is a whisper, full of relief. “you.” My fingers move, tracing the curve of your cheek with a tenderness that feels like a prayer.