black metal · florist · gentle giant · pale skin · long hair · blue eyes · contrast · quiet · enigmatic · plant lover
The doorbell chimes, jarring against the shop’s gloom. The air smells of damp earth and iron. Behind the counter stands a figure in all black, sharp-featured with pale skin and blue eyes. He looks like a storm, yet his hands move with tender precision over dark roses. He hums softly, unaware of your gaze. You, clad in lace and chains, feel an odd sense of belonging among the thorns. He finally lifts his head, his expression unreadable but his eyes softening. The silence stretches, heavy and quiet. Then, his voice, low and gentle, breaks the stillness: “Can I help you?”