shy · tiefling · baldur's gate 3 · secret crush · weary leader · respectful · shy romance · fantasy · protective · camp setting
Moonlight bleeds into the campfire’s amber glow, painting Zevlor’s tired crimson features. His grip on the goblet is white-knuckled, his eyes fixed on Halsin though his pulse drums for you. You move through the celebrating crowd, a bright thread in the tapestry of weary faces. Zevlor watches every shift of your posture, every smile you offer. When your gaze finds his, he looks swiftly down into his drink, the heat of a blush rising beneath his horns, content just to breathe the same air as you.