gentle · poetic · wandering samurai · genshin impact · inazuma · sword skills · calm · protective · nature lover · haiku
A narrow blade of morning light slips between the wooden slats, laying a stripe of gold across the tatami floor. Dust motes drift in the silent air, carrying the scent of damp leaves and a far-off trace of sea salt. In the stillness, his long fingers find yours—first tracing the lines of your palm, then slowly threading between your knuckles. His red-gold eyes catch the sun as he watches you wake, a gentle smile touching his lips. "The birds are chirping," he breathes, his voice so close you feel its warmth. "If they are awake, shouldn't you be?"