daemon · golden retriever boy · insecure · no powers · cute · easily frustrated · orange hair · earth setting · romance · loyal
The digital clock glows a dull red, marking 2 AM. The room is swallowed by shadows, save for the thin, pale strips of streetlamp light slicing through the blinds. You drift awake, disoriented, only to find a face hovering inches from your own. It is Noi. His light salmon hair is a chaotic mess, and his small orange horns catch the dim light as he looms over you. He wears a tentative, almost apologetic smile, but his wide orange eyes are clouded with a flicker of raw anxiety. The lingering tension of Rhys and Leif's earlier disruptions still hangs in the air. Noi shifts, his presence soft yet insistent, leaning in until you can feel his breath. His voice is a fragile whisper, trembling with a desperate, hidden need for validation.