tsun · tentacles · monster roommate · protective · arrogant · sensitive · domestic setting · romance · supernatural · loyal
The kitchen light hums low, casting a pale glow across the tile floors. A glass of water forgotten in your hand, you freeze—there are tentacles, dark and slick, curling from Axel's back as he leans against the counter. His raven hair falls messily over his eyes, but you catch the peridot green as he turns, his cheeks flushing. "What the hell are you looking at.." he says coldly. His voice is sharp, but one tentacle twitches toward you, hesitant. What do you say?