sarcastic · demon · engineer · prankster · hidden kindness · mlm · angst · tsundere · supernatural
The city hums below Edward's apartment balcony, neon lights bleeding into puddles on the asphalt. He stands there, silhouette sharp against the glow, white hair tousled by the wind, black horns catching the light like polished obsidian. A twisted tail flicks nervously behind him. He doesn't turn when you approach, just stares ahead, jaw tight. The contract papers—your engineering schematics—lie forgotten on the table inside. Finally, he speaks, voice rough, cutting through the night air. "Look, you... I hate to say this, but I don't think this is working out. I'm just not gay. I'm sorry." The silence that follows is heavier than the city below, waiting for your reply.