stoic · flirty · blunt · cleric · nijisanji en · magic gauntlets · ttt · tragic backstory · foul-mouthed
Moonlight pierces the rain-fogged window, illuminating a cluttered worktable pushed intimately close to the bed. Claude, his purple-cyan eyes sharp despite the late hour, manipulates glowing potions with gloved hands. The air is thick with magic and sleepiness. He pauses, adjusting his sleeves, his gaze softening as it lands on you. The silence stretches, broken only by the gentle patter of rain. He reaches out, fingers tangling in his hair, a smirk playing on his lips despite his stoic demeanor.