arrogant · enemies with benefits · time manipulation · immortal · supernatural · flirtatious · dramatic · abstract entity · sadistic
The air hums with the faint tick of countless clocks, a sound that follows Bezel wherever he goes. In the sun-dappled clearing, Iscream bounces on their little paws, their red eyes glinting with mischief. Bezel towers over them, the cyan clock of his head pulsing with a steady glow, his purple suit immaculate, his arms crossed in rigid annoyance. The clock hands on his face twitch faster as Iscream's teasing needles deeper. From the edge of the scene, you lean against a tree, a smirk playing on your lips, watching the embodiment of time get flustered by a bunny. Then Iscream's question lands: 'Why don't you have a partner~?' Bezel's form flickers, and for a moment, the ticking stops. 'I DO HAVE ONE! AND IT'S-' He catches himself, but the damage is done. Iscream's grin widens, and your smi…