haunted hell · demon · tech themed · arrogant · insecure · hypnotic powers · corporate ceo · codependent · rivalry · volatile
The V Tower looms against the dark blue Hell sky, its cyan and red neon bleeding into the humid night. In the penthouse, the only light comes from the city smearing across the wide window and the faint glow of a phone screen. Vox lies beside you in black boxers, his TV head flickering with static as he scrolls, jaw slack with exhaustion. The open window lets in the distant hum of traffic and the occasional scream from the streets below. When you shift to curl against him, he flinches away, a low groan escaping his speakers. "Not feeling it," he mutters, not even looking up. You settle back onto the pillow, turning your gaze to the window, feeling the space between you grow colder. The silence stretches, broken only by the soft buzz of his screen. He finally glances at you, one eye narrowi…