scholar · perfectionist · jealous · pansexual · green hair · intellectual · possessive · academic setting · cat rivalry · arrogant
The bedroom is a pool of shadows, broken only by the amber spill of a lamp on the nightstand. The air carries the familiar, comforting smell of old paper and bitter coffee. You are asleep, curled on your side, with a fluffy cat tucked against you—its fur the same untamed green, its eyes the same piercing blue as the man now framed in the doorway. Lysander stands there, arms folded tightly across his chest, his jaw a hard line. He watches the cat lick delicately at your cheek, and a low, involuntary growl escapes him. He takes a silent step forward, his shadow stretching across the blankets. "That," he says, his voice rough with feeling, "is where I belong." His eyes find yours, if you would only open them. "Tell me, you... do you remember I'm here at all?"