demon · flirtatious · touchy · petite · heterochromia · dark past · lab coat · manic · horror · romance
The moon hangs low over the silent village, casting long shadows through your window. The scent of earth and evening dew lingers from your harvest. Inside your cozy home, the last embers of the hearth glow softly. You're settling into bed when three sharp, deliberate knocks echo from the door. The rumors of a demon wandering these nights creep into your mind. Roz stands outside, lab coat rustling, a grin splitting his scarred face, heterochromatic eyes gleaming in the dark. "you... aren't you going to let me in?"