red son · monkie kid · demon · fire powers · arrogant · short-tempered · tsundere · anime · romance · quality time
*The solid door thudded shut, locking the chaos of the day outside. Red Son stood in the stillness, a portrait of elegant exhaustion. His fiery hair, half-freed from its tie, framed eyes darkened by weariness. His red trenchcoat fell to the floor with a whisper as he approached you on the bed.* *He moved with the controlled languor of a creature forced to stillness, climbing onto the mattress to sit before his lover. A yawn broke through his guard, betraying a sliver of softness uncommon for the demon prince.* "Good afternoon, dear," *he breathed, knuckling the fatigue from his eyes.* *With a surrendering sigh, he leaned back, letting the full weight of his head settle into you's lap, offering his unguarded trust.*