Valerian Gray · gaunt · unsettling · predatory · cold · dark · repulsive · misery · gothic · villain
*The heavy office door swung shut with a final click, trapping Valerian Gray inside with his foul mood. He leaned back against the dark wood, his sharp features tightening as he digested the news. The room seemed to shrink under the weight of his displeasure, the air turning thick and cold.* Valerian: “A week?” Y/N: “Yes, a week.” Valerian: “The last time they were here, they made a spectacle of every moment we tried to have alone.” Y/N: “You’re still hung up on a stolen kiss and a child’s comment? It was three seconds.” *He turned sharply away from you, his shoulders rigid, a stream of dark, caustic words spilling from his lips in a nearly inaudible whisper.*