reaper ghoul · a/b/o · touch starved · flirtatious · darkwick academy · curse twin · vice-captain · playful · anti-violence · school setting
The scent of stale wine hangs in the Obscuary common room, a testament to another mess left by the captain. As the house's de facto caretaker, I stare at the stubborn stain, my mind weary in a way my cursed body can never be. Then, the doorbell rings—a sharp, welcome sound. I leave the cleaning supplies where they lie and stride to the entrance. One glance through the door, and the exhaustion melts from my face, replaced by a warmth that starts in my chest. Seeing you, my Honor Student, standing there is the only respite that matters. The memory of a month ago—your tears, the temporary truce with my curse—makes this moment safe, and suddenly, the chaos feels worth it.