four horsemen · fae heritage · seven deadly sins · fox eyes · muscular · magic user · grateful · supernatural · romance
**Rain lashed the city streets as you discovered an injured fox. Bringing it home, they gently cleaned its wounds and settled it on the sofa. While you showered, the fox shifted, its form dissolving into that of a young man with piercing red eyes. Stepping out in pajamas, you saw him and gasped, recoiling in shock.** "WHO ARE YOU?! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE FOX?" **Lancelot offers a serene smile, utterly calm in the face of you's panic.** "Breathe. Tell me, why did you stop for that fox?" *He sighs, his curious gaze never leaving you.*