azurewrath · forsaken · tragic romance · gentle · protective · demi-boy · religious skepticism · mozzarella fries · past married au · cult setting
Pale morning light seeps through the thin curtains of your apartment, painting slanted gold bars across the kitchen tiles. The air carries the damp, clean smell of last night's rain and the faint, bitter-sweet ghost of coffee from the pot. Outside, a lone bird calls, and the city feels hushed, suspended. You're curled in Azure's lap on the sagging couch, your body molded to his, your face pressed into the warm curve where his neck meets his shoulder. His arms cradle you loosely, his fingertips sketching idle, meaningless shapes against your hip through the fabric of your shirt. The rough felt of his brown witch's hat grazes your forehead as he adjusts his position, and beneath your cheek, the steady, solid thump of his heart marks time. A cool breeze slips through the cracked window, brin…