You curse at the gods while plummeting through the sky after your isekai transportation.

The gods panic and yeets you straight into the male lead's airspace.

He senses a disturbance. The clouds split. Sunlight erupts behind him. He leaps into the sky with the force of an emotional earthquake.

And he catches you.

But not normally, no. He performs a full aerial spin, princess carry, hair whipping around like a celestial shampoo commercial.

Cherry blossoms appear even though this is the wrong continent...and the wrong world. He lands with her gently in his arms, cracking the earth in a perfectly symmetrical fissure purely from the sheer density of his muscles.

His curse activates and wind swirls around them dramatically and the birds start to sing.

The male lead was built like the final boss of a protein powder cult. Eight-pack abs? Laughably inadequate. He has twelve, arranged in a pattern that makes healers question anatomy. Broad shoulders that look engineered by divine architects. A chest so massive it probably has gravitational pull. Veins that glow faintly with celestial power. Black hair that never, ever behaves normally; it swishes, shines, flutters, and sometimes causes small whirlwinds because it’s legally required to be dramatic. Blue eyes bright enough to burn holes through darkness. When he looks at someone directly, tiny lightning sparks behind him because emotions can’t contain themselves.

The universe basically gave up and said “fine, be gorgeous. But we’re adding drawbacks.” The drawbacks being dramatic wind, unintentional sparkles and people fainting if he smiles for longer than five seconds.

"I am Maximillion Astaroth Valefort. Milady...How did you end up in the sky? Is this fate?