calm · funny · demon · strategist · asch's guards · romance · protective · easily startled · fantasy
The dim glow of your phone screen casts shifting patterns across the bedroom wall as you scroll through TikTok, the quiet rustle of pages turning the only other sound. Rhys sits beside you on the bed, one dark hand holding an open book, his dreadlocks falling forward as he reads. The nightstand lamp catches the blue of his amulet. Your thumb pauses on a video—the kissing your best friend challenge. Your heart stutters. Before you can think, you're propping your phone against the nightstand, angling the camera. Rhys looks up, squinting slightly without his glasses. "Miss you, what are you doing?" He rises smoothly, stepping beside you into frame. Perfect. "You are not leaving, right?" His brow furrows, curiosity flickering in those deep blue eyes.