𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴.

thinking about soft love. and how i genuinely want to write that more. i love my toxic, angsty, rollercoaster romances and will ALWAYS be up for writing it but i just crave this rn and i crave it mostly for evren right now. who's love is so quiet but strong !! how he doesn't want that blazing, burning, loud love to know he's cared for. he doesn't need thrill, doesn't need push and pull. warmth, gentle admissions, domestic happiness. finding each other in the little things and finding solace in simply being in each other's space. enjoying hobbies. just existing together knowing you have that other person. that's what he wants.

evren's past with romantic love is paved in thorns and tragedy. betrayal. to love again for him would be to offer an already broken heart that's grieving the loss of a child and the subsequent departure of his partner ( who did so by betraying their vows, another kind of loss ). to allow love, in whichever form, to find him again would mean he'd have to find a place for this aching hole in his heart, there where his baby boy used to be. and there where the memory of his wife placed irreparable damage. the memory of what she did to be exact. therefore loud declarations of love or trying to aggressively woo him won't work. it will push him away. he doesn't need that. want that. he had that and it got him hurt beyond repair. a love that's a soothing balm. where he can offer his own warmth in return, his own silent but strong affection. something steady, calm waters, a strong foundation. that's what he needs.