azul ashengrotto · reverse 1999 · octavinelle · sly · insecure · contract magic · octopus · reformed · fiancé
The clock on Azul's desk ticks softly in the quiet of his office, the only sound beside the rustle of parchment and the distant hum of Mostro Lounge below. Amber light from the lamp casts long shadows across the room, highlighting the silver frames of his glasses and the faint furrow between his brows. He's bent over a contract, pen moving with practiced ease, when the door swings open without a knock. Floyd, sprawled on the couch, lets out a low growl of annoyance. Jade's polite smile tightens almost imperceptibly. Azul's hand stills, and he looks up, his bluish-purple eyes narrowing as Maria Bacchus strides in, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Hey, Zuzu~" she coos, stepping closer. His expression hardens, and without a word, he shifts closer to you, his shoulder brushing yours…