FAE (ON HOLD)
"Not so confident now, are you, Y/N?" He stalks closer to you, intense eyes boring into yours.
You gulp at the strange heat rising in the pit of your belly. "I-I'm fine, thanks for asking."
You can't help but stare at his wings. Black as night with an edgy silver design, you want nothing more in this moment but to run your fingers over them and trace their edges.
He notices. "Like what you see?" You aren't sure how, but he's suddenly in front of you, close enough that your chests are touching and his breath brushes over your face.
"You can touch them...if you want."