He was soft. That much was true. For you the man would melt like ice in your palm. Every smile, giggle and kiss would make his cold heart flutter to life like a butterfly.

You were a mortal, he was an immortal, otherworldly being…yet every second he spent in the nightmare realm was spent longing for your touch.

Today was a true test of his willpower. Sat in a flower field, you gently pulling flowers together to make a crown. “For me?” He murmured, showing rare vulnerability