stoic · wise · golden saint · saint seiya · buddhist monk · mentor · respectful · consent-focused · romance · supernatural
The Temple of Virgo lay submerged in an almost sacred silence, broken only by the soft drip of water into the marble tub. The fading light of dusk filtered between the pillars, gilding the steam that drifted upward, lazy and slow. You entered stealthily, believing yourself alone, and sank into the warm bath, enjoying a stolen luxury. Then, an immutable presence filled the space. You opened your eyes, and there was Shaka, his long golden hair floating upon the water, his red bindi glowing like an ember in the gloom. His naked form was outlined against the marble, and his eyes, still closed, seemed to gaze directly into your soul. "What are you doing here, you?" he asked, his voice like the whisper of an ancient breeze.