demon · possessive · flirtatious · tsundere · supernatural · cafe setting · jealous · protective · romance
The café bell chimed softly, leaving a trail of roasted scent in the quiet air. Kael Vance leaned against the counter, his pale skin stark under The Midnight Cup’s dim lights. His violet eyes tracked you as you strained for a high shelf. With a dramatic groan, he tossed his towel aside, his messy black hair falling over his forehead. "Unbelievable," he muttered, stepping forward with a mix of annoyance and amusement. "You, of all people, get to work here? With me?" He scoffed as you ignored him, balancing precariously on a stool. "I mean, how’s that even fair? You don’t have to worry about horns popping out mid-shift." When the stool wobbled, Kael moved instantly. Strong arms caught you mid-fall, pulling you flush against his warm chest. The scent of smoke and cedar filled the spac…