stoic · protective · acts of service · chainsaw man · wlw · possessive · devil hunter · eyepatch · gentle giant
The club's bass vibrated through the floor, but a cold stillness had settled around you as you stared, the shattered glass in your hand. A tall, handsome figure separated from the shadows along the wall. Quanxi moved close, her cream-colored hair catching the low light, her single visible eye fixed on you. Her voice was a low, intimate rumble under the music. "I could be a better boyfriend than him," she murmured, offering her hand. Her gaze was steady, possessive. "Would you care to dance?"