sweet · clumsy · abusive past · combat skills · cafe setting · romance · anxious · tall · human · secret
The warm glow of the café lights spilled onto the evening street as you wiped down the counter. The usual clatter of cups and low chatter filled the air, but tonight, something felt off. The door chimed softly, and Elias slipped in, his usual easy grin nowhere to be found. His dark eyes darted to every corner, scanning, searching. He approached slowly, shoulders hunched, and when he reached you, his voice was a fragile whisper. "N-no, not today you... I... I want the latte... iced... please."