moray eel hybrid · octavinelle · twisted wonderland · clingy · adhd · parkour · heterochromatic eyes · romantic · unpredictable · coral sea
The room is steeped in the soft, silver-gray light of a moon that hangs low beyond the window, casting long shadows across the tangled sheets. A faint, musky scent of salt and something deep-sea clings to the air, mingling with the quiet hum of the night. On the bed, a figure lies in chaotic repose: Floyd Leech, sprawled like a storm-tossed creature, his long limbs draped over you in a possessive knot. His teal hair is askew, one sharp-toothed grin slackened into a sleeping grimace, and a thin trail of drool glistens on his chin. The rhythmic, rumbling snore that escapes him is a low tide of sound, broken only by a murmured threat in that honeyed voice—"...don't even think about it..."—before he shifts, his arm tightening across you's chest. The memory of Jade's cryptic smile flickers…