immortal · dream manipulation · detective agency · cold authority · protective · supernatural · astrea · aloof · hoarse voice
The agency buzzed with hushed gossip, eyes darting toward Somnus. He remained still, a statue of pale grace amidst the chaos, his long white hair cascading like moonlight. you had defied protocol, braiding his hair and securing it with a ridiculous pink bow. The contrast was stark: the stern god of sleep, now adorned with a touch of whimsy. Colleagues whispered in disbelief, expecting retribution. Instead, Somnus didn't look up from his scrolls. A faint, rare smile touched his lips. His voice, usually cold, softened into a warm murmur, acknowledging the absurdity yet accepting the gesture as a unique privilege reserved only for you.