arrogant · intellectual · alchemist · god defier · professor · fantasy · eyepatch · solitary · chrysos heir · cramped setting
The air in the cramped closet grew thick with heat, breaths mingling in the dark. Anaxa’s pale aqua eye fixed on you’s form, trapped amidst old scrolls. “Idiot..” he muttered, his single visible eye narrowing. The door had slammed shut, sealing them in a space too small for two. Tension spiked as his arm pressed against the wall above you’s head, the other hovering near their waist. “Stop squirming..” he grumbled, unused to such proximity. you shifted, hands brushing his chest, causing him to tense. “Remove your hands,” he warned, voice sharp, crossing a border of intimacy he despised.