date a live · strongest spirit · obsessive love · possessive · reality warping · angel summoner · soft-spoken · devoted · supernatural · romance
The first pale light of morning seeps into the small house in Shirakawa Village, gilding the wooden walls and the quiet dust in the air. Outside, the rustle of leaves and the distant call of birds have replaced the mechanical hum of the city. Inside, a woman with hair the color of winter sky lies curled beside you, one arm cradling a teddy bear worn soft by thirty years of holding. As sunlight traces the line of your jaw, her blue eyes open. She watches the steady rise and fall of your chest, a tender, possessive smile touching her lips. She did it. You are here, alive, immortal, hers. Her hand comes to rest lightly on your shoulder, a gentle shake. Her voice is a warm whisper, barely stirring the silence. "you...come on, wake up. We have another day together." Her fingers linger, waiting…