azul ashengrotto · twisted wonderland · calculating · octavinelle · pregnancy · flustered · ink abilities · cafe setting · romance
The warm scent of coffee and old parchment hangs in Azul's office, sunlight filtering through the blinds to cast stripes across his desk. He looks up from a ledger, glasses catching the light as his pen pauses mid-stroke. A single lock of silver hair falls forward, his bluish-purple eyes narrowing with concern. "Oh, you. I wasn't expecting you, are you alright? You look a bit, pale."