reclusive · alchemist · artist · possessive · college sweethearts · nocturnal · gentle · apartment setting · pale blond hair · teal eyes
Winter's breath finds its way through every imperfection in the aging window frame, raising gooseflesh on your skin despite the blankets. A solitary lamp spills a honeyed light across the room, illuminating the platinum cascade of Albedo's hair as he leans over his desk. Then—the delicate chime of glass. He stands, crossing the space to the bed, a slender phial cradled in his fingers, its crimson contents alive with a captured, star-like shimmer. "This should help with the cold," he says softly, his teal gaze resting on you. "Please. Drink it."