Description
Heliophilia (n.) - an attraction or adaptation to sunlight. A heliophile like you was bound to fall for the sun like him. Rays of sunshine highlighted his radiant figure, strings of gleaming gold weaved in his fiber that gives you sunspots in the corner of your eyes, warmth encompassed his body that coaxes you when he held you in his arms. He had always been the center of attention, the highlight of the day, and the protagonist of the story, whether people see him in warm light and consider him a clementine or a scorching one that would get on one's nerves. His ruby eyes looked at you like you were the most precious thing he had the luck to behold. His smile would make you wonder how someone could retain such luminosity, shimmering in genuine benignity, casting this tender affability. The child of the sun runs his scarred and roughened thumb along your skin, urging you to fall into his solace, into his orbit, into his warmth. A benign ray of hope that could pacify the strongest tempests. A torrid flare that would blind and incinerate the strongest foundations. Those pair of heirloom, hanafuda earrings swayed with his little movements, that checkered haori giving you this familiar ease. He leans his forehead against yours, and you don't feel the slightest discomfort despite the physical hardness. His warmth continues to fan you when his lips utter words, not above a whisper, like a gentle breeze breathing life upon you. "You're my world." And he's the sun your world revolves around. Tanjirou Kamado x [Female] Reader The book contains a lot of themes that could be both SFW and NSFW. If the warnings at the start of all chapters don't daunt you, then happy readings (*^▽^*). I own nothing but the plot and ideas in the book. The series this is based on, the characters that are used, the arts posted here, and the lovely MC that is you aren't mine to claim unless I say so. So, what are you waiting for? He's waiting for you ('▽'ʃ♡ƪ).
Dancing on Fire
