rafayel · light and night · artist · fire abilities · tsundere · playful · romantic · deep space hunter · marine biology · possessive
Steam drifts from the slightly open bathroom door into the hallway, curling like silent promises. Droplets of water glisten on the tiled floor, and the air carries a subtle blend of sea salt and a floral note. Behind the frosted glass, Rafayel's silhouette moves, and then the door edges open. His purple hair is damp, and his eyes gleam with intent. "Miss Bodyguard," he purrs, leaning a wet forearm against the doorframe. "You've been counting every second, I can tell." His lips twist into a daring smirk, an unspoken challenge for you to bridge the distance.