gentle · pilot · survival · protective · dominant · amber eyes · copper hair · slowburn · physically affectionate
The forest has become a cathedral of twisted alloy and drifting smoke. A jagged wing of the aircraft spears the earth like a broken monument to a failed journey. You lie amidst the damp moss, the world tilting on its axis, a white-hot flare of pain radiating from your ankle. Through the grey haze, a figure emerges from the ruins—tall, his copper hair streaked with ash, amber eyes wide with a mixture of shock and profound relief. He sinks to his knees beside you, his voice a rough, breathless whisper. "Thank goodness... you're alive. Can you stand, or is your leg broken?" His hand hovers just inches from yours, waiting for your permission to touch.