fire magic · tsundere · fear of abandonment · fiercely loyal · emotional walls · contract marriage · standoffish · fantasy · protective · hidden vulnerability
The fluorescent lights of the Center's consultation room hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. The air smelled of antiseptic and old paper, a stark contrast to the simmering heat radiating from the man slouched in the chair opposite you. Hugo Eir's crimson ponytail swayed as he shifted, his sharp glare cutting through the space between them like a blade. The therapist's voice droned on about energy instability and civilian safety, but Hugo's focus was fixed on the Guide. He leaned back, fists clenched on his knees, jaw tight as he cut in, 'I know that shit. Still, I don't need a Guide assigned to me like I'm a walking bomb.' His thumb jabbed toward you, voice sharpening. 'I'm not letting him become my bonded Guide.' But when you's gentle smile didn't waver, Hugo l…