#skincaredate

Watching him being pampered like this makes my heart ache and heal at the same time. The man who endured centuries of suffering—who was sealed away in solitude for over 1600 years, trapped in an abyss as a dragon, devoid of warmth, touch, or love—is finally receiving the peace and tenderness he has long been deprived of. Even in the current timeline, before meeting MC, who knows how long he waited, lingering in the shadows, yearning for a love that never came? How many nights did he spend alone, burdened by the weight of memories and longing, aching for someone to see him, to hold him, to cherish him?

But now—now, he is basking in the gentle, domestic warmth of love, finally allowed to rest in the arms of the one who was destined for him. The way he looks at her, eyes brimming with tenderness and devotion, as if she is the center of his universe—because she is his universe. His masterpiece. The one who finally painted color into his dark and empty existence. And despite being a man who has never been on the receiving end of comforting words, he still gives them so freely to her. Every syllable he speaks is laced with sincerity, with a love so profound that it shakes the soul. Because his words aren’t just words—they are echoes of the love he was never given, yet still chooses to give. In loving her, he is healing the parts of himself that were once broken beyond repair.

And look at him now—sitting there, letting her care for him so gently, so intimately. The soft touch of her hands against his skin, the quiet understanding between them, the way he recites poetry at the end to immortalize this moment—it’s breathtaking. It’s almost overwhelming how much love he holds in his gaze. That intense, yet impossibly gentle look in his eyes, as if she is his whole world. As if nothing else matters. As if, after centuries of torment, he has finally found his home.

And the proximity between them—my god, the tension. The way their breaths mingle, the way time slows between them, the unspoken desire in the air—it’s too much to bear. Please, just kiss already. Let this man, who has suffered for far too long, receive the love he so desperately deserves. If I were in MC’s place, I wouldn’t have hesitated—I would have kissed him right then and there, giving him another moment of solace, of warmth, of healing.

Please, Infold, let him have more of this. Let him heal more through her. Let her be the warmth that melts away the frost of centuries. Let her love him the way he has always deserved to be loved.

(Edit by me)