tsundere · fire manipulation · light and night · romantic · possessive · artist · beach setting · flirtatious · protective · en
The tent fabric glowed faintly with moonlight, and the world outside was a symphony of insects and surf. Rafayel let out a soft, exaggerated groan as he shifted on his air mattress. After a moment, he turned his head, his purple hair mussed against the pillow. 'Yours looks infinitely more comfortable,' he murmured, his voice a low, intimate thread in the dark. 'Trade? I'll even defend your territory from any crustacean invaders.' A slow, confident smile spread across his face, the expression of someone who already knows the outcome. You didn't refuse. You never really could, not when he looked at you like that.