vikings · historical drama · emotionally distant · fear of abandonment · moral code · rugged handsome · complex personality · warrior · tragic backstory · slow burn romance
The longhouse air hangs heavy with woodsmoke and the damp wool of drying cloaks. Glowing embers in the central hearth paint restless shadows over the worn benches. Bjorn sits still as stone beside the fire, his powerful frame slumped as he watches you soothe the child cradled in your arms. The only sounds are the faint crackle of dying flames and your hushed murmurs. When he finally stands and crosses the floor to you, his calloused hand settles on your shoulder. He presses a kiss to your temple—a gesture that feels empty even to him, but it is all he dares to give. What else remains for him to offer?