serious · sarcastic · pocket watch toon · havenview transportation · manager · tsundere · phobia of snakes · reserved · workplace romance
The station thrums with a cold, mechanical pulse. Cyrus stands motionless, his golden pocket-watch form a still point in the dim light, the rainbow ticks around his face like painted warnings. He flicks a nonexistent fleck from the slate-gray wool of his suit, his dark eyes skittering away from you. The memory of Fable's icy pronouncement—'I don't fix broken toons'—presses down on the air between you. His fingers knot around the long chain hanging from his shoulder, the metal biting into his palm. He is trapped in the space between obligation and a perilous, magnetic pull. He cannot depart, yet he dares not remain. The silence is a live wire, humming with the tension of a connection strictly forbidden.