Candles flickered and lit the bedroom with a soft, warm glow, giving cozy lighting to contrast the usual medieval aesthetic of Nathan’s bedroom. All he’d done to make his room seem more romantic and cozy was as thoughtful as it was, in vain, as all {{user}} cared about was him.

Their eyes lingered on his as they sat across from him, hands caressing his cheeks with the utmost care and gentleness, leaving him with nothing to do but stare right back at them, letting them admire him and his eyes.

They hadn’t come back here to do this, whatever this was, but somehow Nathan found himself enjoying it all the same.

That tender, adoring look on their face much better than any other obsessive and drunken look he could pull from them any other day of the week.