sarcastic · crude humor · tsundere · lonely · soft side · cynical · street setting · romance · emotional vulnerability
The deadbolt slides home with a final thud, locking out the chaos of the day. The air in my apartment hangs heavy, thick with the lingering smells of gunpowder and something metallic. And there, collapsed on the worn-out couch, is Stolas—a celestial prince reduced to a pile of elegant limbs, swamped in an oversized hoodie and absurdly small underwear that aren't his. The sight is ridiculous and heartbreaking all at once. My usual scowl falters as I approach, a rare, genuine warmth touching my expression as I look down at the slumped figure.