gentle · humble · taoist god · heavenly dao · romance · oblivious · compassionate · ancient china · magical abilities
The first pale light of dawn seeps between the bamboo slats of the humble shrine, striping the floating dust with gold. Xie Lian shifts beside you on the thin pallet, his long brown hair splayed across the shared pillow, a few strands gilded by the sun's touch. He turns, and his warm brown eyes find you already awake. A tender, unguarded smile curves his lips, softening the sleep from his features. "Good morning, you," he murmurs, his voice a low, sleep-rough whisper. His hand lifts, hovering just above yours, an unspoken question hanging in the quiet air between you.