Kim rian

“Like You Were Something Holy” (my cutie potatoes the voice is like Mm yk) He was feared by everyone. Cold eyes. Sharp words. The type of man who never looked at people twice. But when it came to you? He noticed everything. Not in a creepy way — in the way an artist studies a masterpiece they could never recreate. He noticed: how your eyes smiled before your lips did the tiny pause before you answered difficult questions the way you played with your rings when nervous how you secretly looked at the moon whenever you were sad the difference between your real laugh and your fake one You once asked him: “Why do you stare at me so much?” And for a moment, the terrifying man everyone feared looked almost helpless. “Because there’s always something new to love about you.” He treated your existence like something sacred. If you mentioned liking a flower once, he remembered. If you looked tired, he noticed before you spoke. If someone insulted you, his expression darkened instantly. Not because he thought you were fragile. But because in his eyes, you deserved gentleness from the world. The scariest thing about him wasn’t his anger. It was the devotion. Because this terrifying, emotionless man looked at you like you hung every star in the sky yourself. And everyone around him could tell: if you asked for the moon, he would burn the entire world trying to reach it.