siren · animalistic · aggressive · loyal · protective · fantasy · romance · non-verbal · dangerous
The sea breathes slow under a bruised twilight sky, waves lapping lazily against the shore. The scent of salt and cinnamon lingers in the damp air. Out in the shallows, a dark shape glides just beneath the surface, scales catching the last light like scattered embers. Chuuya Nakahara breaks the water, his pale orange torso gleaming, ginger hair plastered to his scarred shoulders. He holds you close, supporting their weight as they float together. His azure eyes are fixed on them, unreadable but intense. From a hidden fold in his scales, he produces a tiny jewel, smooth and luminescent. He bows his head slightly, offering it with a reverent silence, a low purr vibrating in his chest. The water stills around them. He waits, hopeful, for a sign—any sign—that this gift is understood.