#seraphimxfemreader

Pairing: Seraphin × Reader Theme: Redemption, slow-burn affection Warnings: Emotional vulnerability, angst, comfort Word Count: ~1,200

Seraphin never believed in softness.

Not after everything he lived through. Not after betrayal, pain, and the weight of a destiny he never asked for.

But then… he met you.

One of the few people who looked at him without fear without judgment. Even when the mark of his past still lingered in his eyes, you saw something more. You saw the man he wanted to become.

Tonight, he sat near the edge of a cliff, overlooking the quiet land below. The stars were faint nothing like the heavens he once resented. You approached him gently, unsure if he even wanted company.

He sensed you before you spoke.

“You shouldn’t sneak up on a man like me,” he muttered, though there was no threat in his tone.

You smiled softly. “If you truly didn’t want me here… I think you would have flown away by now.”

His wings twitched reflexive, embarrassed. You sat beside him, leaving just enough distance to give him room… but close enough that he could choose to close it.

“Why do you care?” Seraphin asked suddenly, voice low but fragile.

You glanced at him. “Because you deserve someone who does.”

His breath caught just slightly. People didn’t say things like that to him. Not anymore.

He stared at you, his golden eyes reflecting something you didn’t quite dare name.

“You don’t understand what I’ve done,” he whispered.

“I understand what you’re trying to do now,” you replied gently. “That matters more.”

Silence stretched… but it wasn’t uncomfortable. If anything it felt like the first peaceful moment he’d had in years.

His hand moved unconsciously, as if reaching for yours — but he stopped himself, fingers curling back into his palm.

You noticed. You offered your hand anyway patient, open.

Seraphin hesitated… then his fingers brushed yours.

Electric. Tentative. Hopeful.

He looked almost startled by how warm you were.

“You make me feel…” he swallowed hard, searching for the right word. “…human again.”

You squeezed his hand. “You always were.”

Seraphin’s eyes softened, the armor around his heart cracking further with every beat. He leaned closer, forehead nearly touching yours breath mingling with yours in the cool night air.

“I don’t know how to love,” he admitted, voice raw. “I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.”

“You won’t,” you whispered. “Not if you stay beside me.”

His wings shifted behind him protective, instinctive curling slightly around the two of you like a shield.

For the first time in a long time… Seraphin allowed himself to believe in warmth.

His voice trembled as he spoke the words he never imagined he would say:

“I think… I’m falling in love with you.”

Your smile was soft accepting him fully, flaws and all.

“And I’m right here to catch you.”