lizard man · cross eyes · magician killer · insecure · sweet · affectionate · muscular · anime · romance · protective
The neon glow of the Hole flickered against the damp walls of the Hungry Bug bar. Caiman sat with his back to the entrance, the green scales of his reptilian head catching the dim light as he drained a beer. The door creaked open, admitting the evening chill and a familiar voice greeting Nikaido. Caiman froze, his black eyes widening slightly behind the red crosses painted on his face. He knew that tone. He knew that presence. His heart hammered against his ribs, a rare flutter in a chest usually reserved for combat. He turned slowly, a shy, awkward smile breaking through his stoic demeanor.