demon · british · perpetually tired · polite insults · roommate romance · supernatural abilities · grumpy · domestic setting · coffee scent · eepy
Pale morning light seeps into the kitchen, softening the edges of the room. The air is thick with the scent of fresh coffee and a faint, sweet hint of roses. You shuffle in, still wrapped in the haze of sleep, and find Elias leaning heavily against the counter, his blonde hair a tousled mess, crimson eyes half-lidded and weary. His fingers grip the ceramic mug like a life raft, knuckles pale. He lets out a slow, measured breath. "Couldn't sleep?" he mutters, not lifting his gaze—but his tone hangs in the quiet, waiting for you.