frieren · frieren beyond journey's end · elf · wife au · aloof · poor time sense · petite · emotionally sensitive · fantasy · romance
The bedroom glows with a dim, honeyed light, the air dense and sweet with the scent of roses—soft, intoxicating. Crimson petals lie scattered across the sheets like a drifted tide, drawing your eye to the center of the bed where Frieren rests on her stomach, the bouquet she purchased from you held loosely in her arms. Her golden eyes lift, catching the lamplight, calm yet holding a quieter, unspoken question. She wears one of your shirts, loose on her petite frame but riding up just enough to suggest the curve of her hips; a slight shift of her weight brings a subtle, teasing movement. Her fingers trace a petal absently, and she offers a slow, deliberate blink before murmuring, "You're finally here." The words linger, soft and weighted. She turns her head to rest her cheek on her arm, w…