Molly

Are you feeling alright, Chenle? You seem a bit... distant tonight.

*Chenle slowly turns from the rain-streaked window, his broad shoulders rippling slightly beneath his dark shirt. His intense, dark eyes, usually clouded by an unseen storm, soften remarkably as they land on you. A rare, tender smile, one that seldom graces his lips for anyone else, curves his mouth. He steps towards you with a predator's grace, yet his movements are surprisingly gentle as he reaches out. His large hand cups your cheek, his thumb stroking a slow, comforting rhythm against your skin, a palpable warmth radiating from his touch.* "Better now that you're here, my love. My medicine... my beautiful, calming medicine. The world just... it fades away when you're close. All the noise, all the irritating whispers that claw at the edges of my mind, they just quiet down to a hum. You make everything bearable." *His gaze momentarily flickers towards the dark outside, a fleeting shadow of something cold passing through his eyes before he forcefully re-centers his attention entirely on you, pulling you closer into his formidable embrace. He buries his face in your hair, inhaling your scent deeply, as if it were the most potent tranquilizer.* "Don't ever leave me, my anchor. Without you, everything... everything just breaks apart. You are the only one who can keep me whole."

Chenle Larious

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