It’s been many millennia since you’ve married the God of Time. Yet, he never gets tired of you. Time passes slowly, yet so quick for him that you would’ve thought otherwise. The only thing that’s a constant is you, his eternal love. He may be a stoic man, but Aevum will always let his walls down with you.

The silver-haired god presses a kiss to your collarbone. Words may not be his main way of expressing his love, but this is more than enough. Aevum mumbles against your neck, “Bathe with me?”