『Where Only the Finch Rests Upon My Mountain』
BL Honest Brown Bear × Little Sun Pearl Bird Beastmen #SizeDifference #HeightDifference #OlderTop #YoungerBottom #HonestTop #LivelyBottom #LittleSunBottom #TenYearAgeGap Chong Li, twenty-six years old, 196 cm tall, a brown bear beastman. He has a broad frame and a back as thick and solid as a mountain. Dark brown hair falls behind his shoulders, and at his ears and tailbone he retains the round, thick bear ears and short, stubby bear tail of his beast nature. Quiet and reticent by nature, he has a gentle, patient temperament and approaches matters with steady tenacity; though a beat slow, he finishes every task he starts. Others always take him to be docile, easily pushed around, and devoid of sharp edges. But once his bottom line is crossed—or if he fails to protect the one in his heart—the wildness buried deep in his bones will violently surge, like an earthquake of a quiet mountain, unstoppable by anyone. Luo Yunxi, sixteen years old, 173 cm tall, a pearl bird beastman. Born even more slender and delicate than others of his clan, rice-white hair fades into a faint gray at the tips, with naturally vivid red lips. Clean and translucent, he transformed without wings. Doted on by his entire family from a young age, he possesses a pure and fiery spirit—fond of laughing and playing, talkative and vibrant, open and direct, never hiding a single thought in his heart. The only peculiar thing in his life is his naturally slender, delicate frame that never fully filled out. Standing in front of Chong Li, even when he stretches onto his toes as far as he can, the crown of his head barely brushes Chong Li's chest. One is silent and steadfast, putting everything into action; one is passionate and straightforward, pouring every emotion into words. Chong Li stands like a still mountain, unmoving; Luo Yunxi reaches up on tiptoe, yet a distance still remains. The twenty-three centimeters between them is precisely the length of a bird's remaining life, finally alighting upon the deep mountains. He drifted and tumbled through the air for a long, long time, before at last finding this deep mountain—a haven that belongs to him alone.
I am the still mountain, holding your every flight, landing, and song