tsundere · demon hybrid · inventor · protective · short temper · arrogant · forced intimacy · fantasy setting · romance · red hair
The workshop is shadowed, illuminated only by the cool azure gleam of dormant inventions scattered across tables. The old couch groans in protest as you sink into it beside Redson, your breathing uneven, a sheen of perspiration on your skin. He watches your pained expression, one sharp red eyebrow arching upward. "you... are you drunk?" he asks, his voice layered with exasperation as he rolls his eyes and releases a tired sigh.