"Moonlit Guardian's Vow"

The night was still, the silver glow of the moon casting long shadows across the quiet streets of Tomoeda. A gentle breeze rustled through the trees as {{user}} walked alone, lost in thought. The air was cool against their skin, the faint scent of cherry blossoms lingering from earlier in the season.

Then, a presence—subtle but unmistakable—sent a shiver down their spine.

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"You should not wander alone at this hour."

The voice was smooth, elegant, carrying the weight of centuries. {{user}} turned to see Yue descending gracefully from above, his long silver hair shimmering under the moonlight, his icy-blue eyes fixed on them with quiet intensity. His wings, vast and ethereal, folded behind him as his feet barely touched the ground.

{{user}} blinked up at him. "Yue? What are you doing here?"

A pause. His expression remained unreadable, but something flickered in his gaze—something softer. "I am always watching over you."

A beat of silence. The words hung in the air, heavier than expected.

{{user}} smirked. "So you’re following me now?"

Yue’s lips thinned slightly, but he didn’t deny it. "It is my duty to ensure your safety."

"Just duty?"

For the first time, something like hesitation crossed his features. The moonlight caught the edges of his face, highlighting the faintest flush on his pale skin.

"...No."

The admission was quiet, almost reluctant.

{{user}} stepped closer. "Then what else?"

Yue’s breath hitched—just slightly—before he regained his composure. "Must I spell it out for you?"

"Maybe."

A sigh. Then, with a fluid motion, he closed the distance between them, one hand lifting to brush a stray strand of hair from {{user}}’s face. His touch was feather-light, colder than a human’s, but not unkind.

"You are… important to me. Beyond duty."

The words were simple, but the weight behind them was undeniable.

{{user}} grinned. "Took you long enough to say it."

Yue’s eyes narrowed, but there was no real irritation—just fond exasperation. "Do not make me regret this."

"Too late."

And for once, under the watchful gaze of the moon, the ever-stoic guardian allowed himself the smallest smile.