Walkbynight

An Elriel Headcanon

The headcannon that after the solstice shitshow™ Azriel starts gradually coming to family dinners again. Elain says nothing to him but decidedly chooses to only wear gowns of blue.

At every. family. dinner.

Sometimes even to bake. Or to do chores. She plants blue hydrangea and larkspur in the basket outside of her bedroom window. She buys blue gardening gloves.

Azriel slowly starts losing his fucking mind. Elain just keeps buying blue gowns.

After three months of this he can't take it anymore.

He gives her a silent, beckoning look one night after dinner and everyone goes to bed. She follows him into the garden.

Azriel studies her softly, working his jaw. "Is there a reason you have chosen to wear this color every time you are in my presence?"

Elain merely shrugs, crossing her arms. "I just thought it would be nice to feel some part of you against my skin."

Azriel turns away for a moment, raking hand down his face with repressed emotion and then turns back to her in a holy, tender, inferno of need.

He grabs her face and devours her whole, pressing her against the garden wall and raking her perfect leg up against his waist. His cobalt siphons flare at the exquisite contact between them.

A moment later the shadowsinger rips off Elain Archeron's pretty blue dress completely and shows her exactly what feeling a part of him against her skin entails.

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