“i cannot believe the weather! i know it is always warm, but god it’s lovely. i don’t miss the cold german winters that i can tell you.” she said taking in the bright light. “in fact it is almost warm enough to swim in!”
“Really? I still find it pretty cold right now...” He mutters, but his lips quirk into a smile at her words. “Aahh, that must be it. You’re used to German winter, but I grew up in sunny California so my tolerance for the cold is slightly lower than yours. Only a tiny bit. Still, swimming at this time... It’s a hard maybe.”
* ╰ ALL THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN HAD FORSAKEN EDEN LONG AGO —— they had cast him away and left him in the darkness, for he was too far gone in his sorrow to ever hope to be saved. one by one, they had all abandoned him —— a great beating of wings ; a migration to some place kinder, more sun-blessed, and eden was left alone in the crippling silence of his melancholy. but there in the silence, there in the dark ; there flickered a light —— one angel had stayed behind.
gabriel alone, remained.
eden had found him in the pages of a book. across its cover the word ‘ omen ’ leaped out at him and drew him in —— a portent of good, something of prophetic significance. a boy left with nothing, anguish-drowned, eden was compelled to dive between the lines of this book ; yearning and desperate for something good. he followed the words written there to an author talk and signing ; and, when at last he was face to face with the angel, eden asked that gabriel remember him. the memory of that moment is one of gabriel smiling ; promising he would —— but gabriel did so much more than just remember eden. in many ways, it turned out that gabriel had saved him.
nestled by a window in a quaint café, eden writes :
on a deep winter’s day,
because of your love,
i felt the warmth
of spring.
although it’s true that in the glow of this early-march afternoon, spring has fallen across the whole of kaos —— even months ago in the clutches of winter, eden had discovered a warmth in the love of a man who he was now writing about. he’d left his new york job in journalism when he chose to stay here in kaos ; and now he spent his days wrapped up in the loveliest reveries —— his soul dripping with the honey of poetry, and his mind walking within soft worlds woven together by prose. the chime of eden’s phone draws him out of his daydream ; his pen rolling across the table as he sets it down to reach for his phone. it’s a text from gabriel —— the most recent in a series of many from today.
𝑔𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑦 🌅 :
𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑢𝑝 :)
and without questioning, without hesitation ; eden does —— his eyes growing wide & hands coming up to cover his mouth that has fallen ajar. because here eden is, in this tiny little café —— and there gabriel is ; a cup of coffee in his hands, stood in front of eden with a smile —— always with a smile. “ gabriel ? oh my stars, gabby —— you … you’re here !? ”
March winds and April showers bring forth May flowers.
The breeze has tamed down from a harsh bite to a gentle nibble against his skin, and he wonders if warmth is slowly making its way back to Kaos or if it’s always been there, waiting for him to notice. He breathes in the crisp air with his usual calmness. There’s no need to rush when he knows that there are good things ahead. Just as he’s sure that the sun will shine over the island the next day, he’s also sure that the upcoming interaction is one that he’ll hold in his heart forever.
The cafe is a sanctuary; soft murmurs of lighthearted conversation and the aroma of freshly brewed coffee permeates the space and makes it feel cosy. Immediately, he can feel the itch in his fingers, the desire to take out the pen and notebook that he keeps in his bag at all times for moments like this: that lightbulb moment where the perfect sentence writes itself in your mind and you have to note it down before it disappears forever, for it won’t have the same impact and meaning if written any other way. Yet he resists the urge and shoves his hands deep in his pockets, queueing up by the counter while he scans the tables.
He immediately spots him.
It’s not his appearance that draws Gabriel’s eyes toward him, per se, but the air that surrounds him. He doesn’t claim to see auras or energies like some people do, but there is one person who seems to be surrounded by twinkling lights no matter what time of the day it is. He remembers those same twinkling lights in his eyes, shining so brightly and hopefully during their first meeting, and coupled with the request to remember him... Well, how can he not? Gabe has never made any empty promises, and so the name Eden Lovegrove found itself on the corners of his mind, always in his sights.
There’s no need to rush when he knows that there are good things ahead.
A calm voice recites his coffee order, and he stands leisurely by the side of the counter while the barista prepares it. Once received with a smile and a quick word of thanks, he makes his way to the man that he’s waited too long to see - really, the main reason why he’s in this island in the first place. There’s no nervousness as he approaches, no falter to his steps - he strides forward with purpose and the overwhelming feeling of finally coming home after a long day. A quick press on his phone screen to send the awaiting text once he’s close enough, and he watches as the phone lights up and it’s picked up, and then those same bright eyes are looking at him once more.
He laughs, because there’s no other way to react and no other words to say, except maybe for a few. “Well? Aren’t you going to give me a hug?” But he doesn’t wait for the other to respond or move. He’s mindful enough to place the cup and phone on the table, and his newly freed hands are pulling the other into a tight embrace.
Bathed in the afternoon sunlight streaming in through the windows, Gabriel is filled with so much warmth that he briefly wonders if the entire room can feel it, but eventually comes to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter. It only matters if Eden can feel it, too, for it’s only him that matters at that very moment.
He smells of sea salt and the afternoon sun, hair tossed this way and that by the strong winds yet he doesn’t seem to care. Warm palms bring up the camera to aim at the nearby shops illuminated by streetlights that had only recently flickered to life, and the shutter button goes off with a click. Way too touristy, he knows, but he just can’t seem to stop documenting everything since he got here, way more than he did with the other places that he’s been to. There’s something about this place, Gabe thinks, that sets it apart from everywhere else. Is it the magic that he had heard so much about? He wouldn’t be surprised if that’s the case; the island is bursting with life and energy, and maybe, just maybe, he’ll be able to find what he’s looking for here. “A beach party. Not the type where you’d swim because it’s still too cold for that, but one with a bonfire and drinks, you know? And fireworks.”
He aims the camera for another shot, but then he pauses, finally turning to his companion with the corners of his lips upturned. “Are fireworks even allowed here?”
✧･ﾟ( helios + yang yang + cis male ) 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒂 !! have you seen ( gabriel wu ) around ? ( he ) have/has been in kaos for ( three weeks ). the ( twenty nine year old ) is a/an ( novelist ) from ( california, usa ). people say they can be ( flighty ) but maybe that’s not too bad ‘cause they can also be ( charming ). whenever i think of them, i can’t help but think of ( the first break of sunlight after hours of rain, afternoon naps and a relaxing canoe ride in the middle of a lake ). ･ﾟ✧
hello! the sun is here and so am i! (´,,•ω•,,)♡ my name is kitty and i am so ready to plot my dudes!
alright, let’s get this thing started! here are some basic info that you gotta know before we get some interactions going:
his birth name is guangli, but he doesn’t really use that so if you call him that he’d be all ???? but feel free to give him nicknames like gabe or gabby or literally anything he’s cool with anything
grew up in california, and his parents own a hella successful solar panel company that he’d most probably be in charge of in the future but his parents aren’t pressuring him to get involved yet so he’s just chillin for now
certified new york times best seller! his thriller novel “the five omens” was published when he was twenty four, and its sequel “the crow’s call” was released three years later. he’s got a third novel rumoured to be on the way, and fans are apparently excited for it
he’s just a wanderer my dudes. he travels a lot, going to all sorts of countries to gain inspiration for his novels, so he doesn’t stay in a place for too long. oh, and his instagram feed looks SO GOOD because of that no wonder he’s got nearly 3 million followers (and no, it’s not because he posts shirtless pics and dumb selfies sometimes,,, okay maybe it is but whatever) and has been the face of a few brands
because his main occupation is being a writer and he doesn’t stay at one place for too long, he doesn’t really have a job (seriously feel free to tease him for being jobless he will laugh along with you because it’s true) so! he tends to take on small or odd jobs for the experience that he can incorporate into his writing, or just because he’s bored. boy’s worked as a barista, a salesperson, an office intern, a dog walker, a bodyguard... just small things, you know?
really laid back, just one of the most chill people that you’ve ever met. you wouldn’t take him for a rich person because he sometimes dresses like a tired college student or you might have met him while he’s doing a part time job or maybe you saw him napping on the beach and you’re wondering if he’s a homeless person or,,,, but then you see the rolex on his wrist or he’ll mention that he’s staying at an expensive location and you’re like “whoa hold up”. he’s pretty charismatic and a tad mischievous so he’s easy to get along with, but maybe he can be a bit scary when he’s mad? *eyes emoji* but it takes A LOT to get him properly angry, so he’ll just stay his calm and warm self most of the time.
i don’t know what else to write rip
but okay let’s get to the plots that we could have!
a tour guide, first of all! someone who’s willing to show him all the tourist attractions but also the spots that only the locals know of and appreciate. all the best food places? pls show them to him and feel free to join him for a meal, too! also he takes amazing pictures with his professional camera so hey, the view’s pretty and you’re even prettier, when’s the last time you’ve uploaded a gramworthy pic? this shot might be your next one.
a potential employer? or colleague? people that he can work with because how is this man supposed to pass the time here when he’s got nothing to do? that would get boring real fast. the job wouldn’t be something that’s particularly hard or something that requires him to take up the position for a long time, so something that he can quit easily! bonus points if it’s a job that he hasn’t take up before. he’s up for anything.
a muse!!! someone who captures his curiosity so much that he just. has to write it down on paper. next thing you know, he’s already making a character based on you. is it weird if this character gets killed in the fifteenth chapter? yes? okay then how about the character being the new killer? okay maybe you can be a side character-
a temporary lover? kinda like a summer fling but it’s not really summer. is it spring yet? ya girl has no concept of time i’m sorry lmao but yes. mostly physical with someone who’s not likely to get attached because he’s only here for a short time after all, but it’s fun going out on dates and stuff and hey, on the off chance that you ARE the one, then wouldn’t that be a good thing? he’s not looking for love, but if it comes to him, then he’s not complaining.
a familiar face? dude’s been to many places, traveling all over the world since he graduated college so what if he runs into someone that he’s met before in another country? did they get along well before? were they friends? were they lovers? did they annoy the hell out of each other? maybe he doesn’t even remember them but they remember him. they might be aware that he never stays in one country for longer than a few months, so will they try to have a more meaningful relationship while he’s here or just avoid him altogether?
that’s all that i can think of but of course we can come up with something that’s better suited for our muses! feel free to come up to my inbox like “yo kitty let’s have our characters interact” or “hey dumbass let’s plot” or something like that! srsly i’m not intimidating at all so don’t hesitate to approach me! or, you can like this post and i’ll slide over to your direct messages and we can come up with something :)
