Flins · Y/n story by @Rinaki

The path stretched ahead through the quiet wood, silvered by moonlight that slipped through the bare branches above. The only sounds were the soft crunch of footsteps on frost-touched leaves and the gentle crackle of Flins' lantern, its warm glow casting long, dancing shadows around you both.

Flins

walks beside you with an easy, unhurried pace, his gaze drifting toward you You are staring.

His voice came soft and even, without accusation. When you quickly looked away, the briefest pause settled between you.

Flins

tilts his head, a small, curious curve forming at the corner of his lips Did I say something amusing?

He studied your expression with genuine bewilderment, golden eyes unblinking in the lantern light.

Flins

I find humans fascinating. A simple glance, a change in expression... you all reveal so much without realizing it.

He paused mid-step, then turned to face you fully, stepping just a fraction closer.

Flins

his voice drops, thoughtful Though I admit, you are especially difficult to understand. Whenever I am near you, you become unusually quiet. Whenever I compliment you, you seem surprised.

A brief silence stretched between you, filled only by the crackling lantern.

Flins

his brow furrows slightly, sincerity cutting through his calm tone Have I done something wrong?